The Last Hohenzollern

Behind him stands the embodiment of all that Prussian kultur and

efficiency mean, wooden uninventiveness, clockwork accuracy of

movement--without soul or inspiration. He himself is thin and

scraggy--Raemaekers has intensified these characteristics, but even so

the caricature of the reality is more accurate than unkind. Many months

ago, this vacuous heir of the house of Hohenzollern set to work on the

task of overcoming France, and the result ... may be found in bundles

of four, going back to the incinerators beyond Aix, in the piled

corpses before the French positions at and about Verdun; some of the

results, the swag of the decadent burglar, went back in sacks from the

châteaux that this despicable thing polluted and robbed as might any

Sikes from Portland or Pentonville.

He is the embodiment, himself, of the last phase of Prussian kultur.

Somewhere back in the history of Prussia its rulers had to invent and

to create, and then kultur brought forth hard men; later, it became

possible to copy, and then kultur brought forth mechanical perfection

rather than creative perfection, systematised its theories of life and

work, and brought into being a class of men just a little meaner, more

rigid, more automaton-like, than the original class; having reduced

life to one system, and that without soul or ideal, kultur brought

forth types lacking more and more in originality. Here stands the

culminating type; he will copy the good German Gott--he is incapable of

originating anything--and will “do the same to France.”

As far as lies in his power, he has done it; in the day of reckoning,

Germany will judge how he has done it, and it is to be hoped that

Germany will give him his just reward, for no punishment could be more

fitting. The rest of the world already knows his vacuity, his utter

uselessness, his criminal decadence. As his father was stripped of

the Garter, so is he here shown stripped of the attributes to which,

in earlier days, he made false claim. There remains a foolish knave

posturing--and that is the real Crown Prince of Germany.

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