Adolf in The Witness Box

I thought you died in 1945.
Yes, I did die. It's true. What you read about me in the various history books and biographies? How I died? When? All truths?
But why did you choose to be cremated with Eva, your mistress, outside your head-quarters in a pit. You left specific instructions relating to what must be done with your bodies?
I could not have been buried, not with all the bombs dropping. Who would have conducted the funeral?
You could have arranged it before you died.
Too many thoughts were going through my mind Fraulein. I had other more important things to deal with, such as my successor, who was going to hold Germany together. I had to leave the planet.
You left a lot of destruction, millions of people died, people lost homes, nationalities were rubbed out, poverty, death and mayhem were widespread.
War is ugly. I don't want to remember the pain and torment I caused. I was held directly responsible. I was the highest in the land. The Fuhrer. People adored me in the thirties: I received thousands of letters, marriage proposals,women wanted to have babies for me, bunches of flowers, Mercedes cars, works of art from the greatest painters and artists in the world, beautiful glass and delicate china. The Berghoff was bulging with goodies, even Blondi and her pups got treats but when I declared war on Poland, everything begun to spiral out of control. I had too much power and I abused it, although I was seen as a great leader. I commanded a lot of respect. I was a big boy in the thirties and early forties, in fact, right up until my death.
It's a real shame. You had the power to do so much good, Adolf, but you chose to do evil.
I know, I know, Fraulein. I was a beast with horns and I now feel deep remorse. I would not like to relive my life again as the supreme leader of Germany. I know a lot of men would have gladly accepted my position. There were attempts on my life on numerous ocassions. I managed to escape, every time. It was the hand of providence. Valkyrie is presently showing in London, Berlin, USA and around the world was a true story. Colonel Claus von Staffenberg tried to take my life on the 20 July 1944 at The Wolfsschanze, Rastenburg, East Prussia at one of my military conferences. "Wolfsschanze", for English speakers translates "Wolf's Lair". The blast went off at 12.42 local time. If I was standing closer to the brown briefcase when I was leaning over,looking at the maps with my officers, I would have been blown to pieces and The Second World War would have ended earlier but fate saved me. I suffered minor injuries but my trousers were blown off. Colonel Heinz Brandt moved the briefcase away from me. I lost a few good men in that meeting; Major General Rudolf Schmundt, Colonel Heinz Brandt, General Gunther Korten and the stenographer, Heinrich Berger which were regrettable. I was a very angry man and I know words are not enough to right the wrongs that I committed. Your name is still mentioned in our world although you died 64 years ago in April 2009.
I am not surprised. I did lead Germany and the rest of the world into The Second World War and I was directly responsible for The Holocaust. I had my life review when I died and it was painful to observe. I witnessed everything; from the Jews in the congested Polish Ghettos, what went on in the concentration camps - the labour camps, gassing, torture, executions, the battle fields of Europe and Russia where thousands of German and Russian men fell, went missing or ended up as POWs, the rounding up of the Jews - how they were ridiculed and beaten, all my conversations, how I felt, how others responded to my words and actions. It was terrible. I felt every emotion and I cried bitterly. I wanted to run out of the spirit world cinema but I was advised by loving spiritual beings to watch it for my higher self. They said that my soul has to learn that what I did on earth was wrong. It went on for ages and ages. My patience was running out but I remained in awe, looking at every detail, quietly observing. It was quite a moving revelation. How do you feel 64 years later. I feel spiritually cleansed although I regret my involvement in The Second World War. I have been helped to understand that what I did, the decisions and actions I initiated were wrong. I am now learning to love and respect everybody and it is a very cleansing and uplifting experience. I take my hat off to the Jews with tears in my tears.