translated from original SS publications. All except for the very last article come from various issues of the Germanische Leithefte, which was aimed primarily at the non-German volunteers of the Waffen-SS. Some of these articles deal with Norwegian history, its Viking heritage and even the British violation of Norwegian neutrality in both 1665 and 1940. Others were written by Norwegian National Socialists and Waffen-SS volunteers, who mention the difficulties back home where they were not always understood by their countrymen. Still another article, written by a German soldier, relates his insightful conversation with a Norwegian peasant. The original illustrations are also included.
The Norwegian says: “You Germans, but what business does Hitler have with Norway! He is a German and naturally thinks of his folk first. It would also be strange, if it were otherwise. And”, he says, and becomes visibly somewhat excited, “you said previously that England had made the folks dependent on it – through force like India, or dependent in the export of agricultural products like Denmark, or dependent in trade like Norway – but will Germany one day do otherwise? Maybe the occupation of our Norwegian land by German troops was necessary, but now the Germans are building barracks and soldiers’ homes here! And how is the German soldier trained here! You are a huge military power, and we are a small folk!”
“You must”, I reply, “believe in the peasant element in our intention. When we designate England as the trader that wants to makes the folks dependent, then the Führer thinks peasant-like! Like a peasant wants to improve his farm through his own achievement, but also has understanding for the life necessities of another peasant, so does the Führer as well. In that he liberates Germany from the capitalist world power England and from the danger of Asiatic Bolshevism, he secures not only the future of his own folk, rather thereby also fulfills the task for all European folks.”
We have meanwhile reached the house. On the bench in front of the house sit the peasant woman and some grown sons and daughters. The wife kindly invites me to sit. At the sight of these stately, beautiful people, I again think what splendid blood is still at home here and there in Norway, and how close the racial kinship is between both our folks. Night has fallen early, but it is now wonderfully light. One sees infinitely far over the mountains that appear under the light of the moon to be coated with silver. The sea shines up from the other side.
“It is wonderfully calm and peaceful here”, I say into the silence.
“Yes”, the peasant says, “one would not think a little while ago we crossed swords. And”, he continues, “if you previously spoke of reconciliation between folks, now it is probably impossible, since we have crossed swords. Never”, he says almost excited, “in history have the German and Norwegian folks had a bloody feud with each other! Now the dead and the misery that war brings must stand between us.”
“Oh no”, I rebut, “how can the coming together be impossible for always, if only a mistake guided you, but the struggle itself took place honorably on both sides! In the past even German tribes faced each other in war but yet, when they saw the light, achieved a wonderful unity. Do we Germans not offer you our hand? Do we act like demanding victor, to whom you Norwegians as vanquished must kowtow? No! Only under compulsion must we here or there energetically intervene, which toward a blood-related folk is especially painful for us.”
Then the peasant woman also joins the conversation and says: “I am always amazed that you Germans are the same people as us. Perhaps on your farms it is similar to here, no?”
“You’re right”, I reply, “that we are the same people. But that is because both, Norwegian and German, have Germanic men as ancestors, that makes us racially more similar and more related in thinking and feeling as well.” And now I myself am again gripped by the high idea of a great Germanic community. I feel how the shared blood builds invisible bridges between us, who at first seemed so strange or even hostile to each other. And I affirm: “This Germanic-Nordic blood that lies in us now rises up again! Here from the north, from your own land, Germanic man came into the world, and indeed not as a capitalist-oriented trader, rather as a peasant. He was not dependent on any beneficiary, rather he believed to have been put by God himself into this world in order through his own work to develop his family and his community life, to get along with each other in honor and loyalty, to nurture everything beautiful in this world and to live as a free man in a free folk. Maybe time created borders so that Germanic men became Germans or Norwegians, Danes or Dutchmen: it is the bearing of our blood for whose perfection we fight.”