by Ian Buruma
The desire for revenge is as human as the need for sex or food. Few people have expressed this more finely, and more brutally, than the Polish author Tadeusz Borowski. After being arrested in 1943 for publishing his poems in the clandestine press—wartime Warsaw was alive with a vast underground culture, including schools, newspapers, theaters, and poetry magazines, all of which exposed participants to the risk of concentration camp or a more immediate death—Borowski survived a Gestapo prison, then Auschwitz and Dachau. Liberated in Dachau, he stayed more or less locked up as a displaced person in a former SS barracks near Munich. His account of this squalid experience in limbo was included in a classic book of short sketches of camp life and death titled This Way for the Gas, Ladies and Gentlemen.2
One of the stories is called “Silence.” A number of DPs spot a former Nazi henchman trying to escape through a window. They grab him and begin “tearing at him with greedy hands.” When they hear U.S. soldiers, who are running the DP camp, approaching, they push the man onto a straw mattress under layers of bedding. The senior American officer, a fine young fellow in a freshly pressed uniform, tells them through his translator that he quite understands how much the survivors of Nazi camps must hate the Germans. But it is most important that the rule of law should be observed. The guilty should be punished only after due process. The Americans would see to that. The DPs nod and give the nice American a cheer. He wishes them a good night’s rest and “accompanied by a friendly hum of voices” leaves the room to conclude his tour of the barracks. No sooner has he gone than the German is pulled from the bed and kicked to death on the concrete floor.
This was not an unusual incident in the immediate aftermath of Liberation, or, in the case of the DPs, semi-liberation. In other accounts, the liberating soldiers, shocked by the visual evidence of German depravity, were less attached to the rules of due legal process. At Dachau, American soldiers stood by as SS guards were lynched, drowned, cut up, strangled, or battered to death with spades, and at least in one case beheaded with a bayonet lent by a GI to a former inmate for this purpose. Sometimes the GIs took it upon themselves to shoot the German guards. Also at Dachau, one American lieutenant executed more than three hundred guards with his machine gun. His rage was understandable; he had just seen the corpses of prisoners piled up in front of the camp crematorium.3
At Bergen-Belsen in April 1945 a British nurse saw what happened when a group of German nurses entered the camp for the first time. Having been ordered to care for the desperately ill survivors, they walked into one of the hospital wards, and in an instant “a shrieking mass of internees, among them even the dying, had hurled themselves at the nurses, scratching and tearing at them with knives and forks, or with instruments snatched from the dressing trolleys.”4
In this case, the British had to protect the German civilians, whose presence was vital to the survival of the inmates. Dealing with the natural desire for vengeance, for the rough justice of an eye for an eye, was a serious problem for Allied officers, government officials returning from exile, members of welfare organizations, and all others who were interested in restoring some sense of order or normality to the devastated continent. Like the hapless GI in Borowski’s story, however, they were often powerless to stop further mayhem, especially in countries torn by civil war. On many occasions, too, they decided to look the other way, or were actively complicit, in far more unsavory ways than the GI who lent his bayonet at the Dachau concentration camp. Indeed, most cases of organized vengeance would not have happened without official encouragement. Just as sexual desire rarely leads straight to orgies, mass violence seldom comes from individual initiatives; it needs leadership, organization.
And it needs the right timing. One of the surprising things about the aftermath of the war is that more Germans didn’t attack other Germans. A journalist in Berlin, one of the few Germans who had actively resisted the Nazis, wrote in her postwar diary that people had been “ripe for retribution.” During the last months of the war, a time of desperation for many Germans, “even the biggest fool understood how villainously he had been deceived by Nazism . . .” And so, she continued, “If there had been a three-day period between the collapse and the [Allied] conquest, thousands and thousands, disappointed, humiliated and abused by the Nazis, would have wreaked revenge upon their enemies. To each his personal tyrant. ‘An eye for an eye,’ people swore back then. ‘The first hour after the collapse belongs to the long knives!’ Destiny had it differently.”5
She was right; the shared hardship under foreign occupation kept Germans from each others’ throats. Vengeance against Germans would be exacted by others.
Hans Graf von Lehndorff was running a hospital in the old East Prussian city of Königsberg, now a Russian city called Kaliningrad, when it was taken by the Soviet army in April 1945. In his diaries, written in a style both clearheaded and deeply religious, he describes how Soviet troops, blind drunk from a raid on the adjacent liquor factory, stagger into the wards and rape every female they can find, including the very old and the very young, nurses as well as patients, several of them so gravely wounded that they are barely conscious. Some of the women beg the soldiers to shoot them, but this act of mercy is seldom accorded before they have been assaulted many times, rendering an execution superfluous in most cases.
Lehndorff was not a Nazi. Indeed, like many members of his aristocratic family, he abhorred the Nazis. His mother had been arrested by the Gestapo. A cousin was executed for having taken part in the July 20, 1944, plot to assassinate Hitler. Seeing his city burning, while the women are raped, the men hunted down, and the shot-up houses systematically looted, Dr. Lehndorff wonders what it all means: “Does this still have anything to do with natural wildness, or is it vengeance? Vengeance, probably . . . What an effort they make to create a show out of chaos! . . . And these frenzied children, not much older than fifteen or sixteen, throwing themselves on our women like wolves, without having a clue what it’s all about. This has nothing to do with Russia, nothing with any particular people or race—this is man without God, a grotesque caricature of humanity. Otherwise all this would not hurt one so deeply—like one’s own guilt.”6
The sentiments are noble, and Lehndorff is surely right that human beings everywhere, given the license to do what they please with other human beings, are quite capable, even willing, to do their worst. But often the worst is done by men who feel that God, or some worldly substitute, is on their side. Vengeance is rarely free-floating. It usually has a history, personal or collective. Jews aside, citizens of the Soviet Union had suffered more than other peoples from German savagery. The figures are hard to imagine. More than 8 million Soviet soldiers died, of whom 3.3 million were deliberately starved to death, left to rot in open-air camps, in midsummer heat or wintry frost. The civilian death toll was 16 million. Only the Chinese, who lost more than 10 million civilians under Japanese occupation, come anywhere close. But these are statistics. They don’t tell the full story. Murder and starvation went together with constant degradation and humiliation. Russians, like other Slavs, were less than fully human in Nazi German eyes, Untermenschen, whose only role would be to work as slaves for their German masters. And those unfit to work as slaves did not deserve to be fed. Indeed, Nazi Germany had a policy, called the Hunger Plan, of starving the Soviet peoples to provide Germans with more living space (Lebensraum) and food. If fully carried out, this monstrous economic plan would have killed tens of millions.
But vengeance was not just a matter of rage or indiscipline. Men who are brutally treated by their own officers often take out their suffering on the civilian population too. This is one explanation for the ferocity of Japanese soldiers in China, besides their racist contempt for Chinese people. The ruthless treatment of Soviet soldiers by their military superiors, as well as by the political commissars and secret police, is well known. But quite apart from that, once the Germans were forced to retreat from the Soviet Union, the Red Army troops were e
xplicitly told to do their worst as soon as they entered German lands. Road signs on the border said in Russian: “Soldier, you are in Germany: take revenge on the Hitlerites.”7 The words of propagandists, such as Ilya Ehrenburg, were drummed daily into their heads: “If you have not killed at least one German a day, you have wasted that day . . . If you kill one German, kill another—there is nothing funnier for us than a pile of German corpses.” Marshal Georgy Zhukov stated in his orders of January 1945: “Woe to the land of the murderers. We will get our terrible revenge for everything.”8
Men who had been humiliated for years as Untermenschen and had usually lost friends and relatives, often in horrible circumstances, needed little encouragement. There was another factor too. The Soviets had already been fed propaganda about the rapaciousness of bourgeois capitalism. Here was a chance for revolutionary violence. What shocked the soldiers, some of whom had barely seen functioning electricity, let alone such luxury items as wristwatches, was the relative opulence of German civilian life, even in the miserable conditions of bombed cities and wartime shortages. Greed, ethnic rage, class envy, political propaganda, fresh memories of German atrocities, all this served to quicken the thirst for vengeance. As one Soviet officer put it, “the deeper we penetrate into Germany, the more we are disgusted by the plenty we find everywhere . . . I’d just love to smash my fist into all those neat rows of tins and bottles.”9
Even when not fueled by a desire for revenge, this feeling could lead to serious aggression. When the Soviet Red Army invaded northeastern China, or Manchuria, in August, less than a week before the Japanese surrender, their troops went on a rampage in such major cities as Harbin, Mukden (Shenyang), and Shinkyo (Changchun). There was no reason for vengeance against the large Japanese civilian population in these cities, let alone against the Chinese. Japan had never invaded any part of the Soviet Union, even though the Japanese did inflict a humiliating defeat on Russia in the Russo-Japanese War of 1905–6, fought over the very same Manchurian territory. On the one occasion when Japan foolishly attacked the Soviet Union, in 1939, on the Mongolian border, the Japanese were decisively beaten. And yet the behavior of Soviet troops in northeastern China was like that of fifteenth-century conquistadores.
Like the German populations in eastern Europe, Japanese civilians were totally vulnerable, for the same reason: just as most German SS men, military officers, and senior Nazi officials had fled to the west, Japanese army officers and government officials had hogged the last trains bound for the ships that would take them back to Japan, leaving the mass of civilians behind to fend for themselves. This meant that almost two million Japanese were trapped without any protection. Many of them had moved to the continent since 1932, when Manchuria became Manchukuo, the Japanese puppet state; emigration was actively promoted by the Japanese government seeking Lebensraum for its rural citizens. In the cities—Mukden, Shinkyo, Kirin, Harbin—an entire Japanese society emerged of banks, railways, department stores, schools, art academies, cinemas, restaurants, all run by Japanese for Japanese. In rural areas Chinese had been kicked off their land to make room for Japanese settlers. All this was justified by official Japanese propaganda about Asia for the Asians, a brave new Orient, more modern, more efficient, more just than the old Western imperial order, ruled by the Japanese masters.
Some Chinese took advantage of Japanese defeat by robbing Japanese civilians. They had reason to feel aggrieved. For in Manchukuo, set up and controlled by the Japanese Kwantung Army, Chinese were treated as third-class citizens, lower even than the Koreans, at the mercy of almost any Japanese. Yet in many Japanese memories, the Soviets were far worse than the Chinese. In one account: “They would break into Japanese homes, firing off their pistols, and not only grab any object that caught their fancy, but rape any woman they liked as well.”10
Japanese who fled farther south, mostly on foot, to escape the Soviet troops often fared little better. Food ran out. Typhus broke out on lice-infested bodies. Babies were stifled to death to stop their cries from alerting vengeful Chinese, Koreans, or Soviet soldiers. Small children were handed over to Chinese peasants in the hope that they might at least survive that way. All in all, more than eleven thousand Japanese settlers lost their lives in these ordeals, about one-third by committing suicide.
Stories of Soviet violence spread fast, provoking odd measures to appease the Red Army troops. In the city of Andong, on the border of Manchuria and Korea, the Japanese community decided to greet the Soviet troops with a welcoming committee. Japanese children were issued with little red flags, an arch was erected at the railway station, festooned with more red flags and slogans expressing the deep feelings of friendship for the Soviet Union, and the local Japanese notables had prepared effusive speeches of welcome. They waited, and waited, and waited. The children fell asleep, still clutching their flags. It was already late at night when the Japanese finally heard that the Red Army had decided to take a different route, and would not be coming to Andong just yet.
Japanese accounts tend to leave out the suffering of Chinese at the hands of Soviet troops, but it is true that Japanese civilians suffered more. Their wealth, or assumed wealth, was clearly an incentive. The witness quoted earlier related: “Soviet soldiers swaggered about town, as though they owned it, with wrist watches on both arms, cameras dangling from their shoulders, fountain pens stuck in rows in their coat pockets.”11 As was the case of Soviet troops in Germany, many soldiers were unfamiliar with the trappings of the modern world. When watches stopped working, because their new owners had failed to wind them up, they were angrily tossed away—only to be picked up by Chinese urchins who sold them on the black market. Electric ceiling fans filled some soldiers with such fear that they would shoot their guns at them.
Still, the looting of civilians by Soviet soldiers would not have been on anything like this scale were it not for official encouragement, or indeed example. What is stealing a few watches compared to the wholesale looting of Japanese factories, mines, railways, and banks? The only way the Soviets could justify this—not that they tried very hard to do so—was by treating it as a right in the people’s war against fascism, which was, in communist propaganda, simply an extension of capitalism. Theft was part of the revolutionary project. In any case, humiliation, unless it is the humiliation of the poor thrust into a world of the relatively rich, cannot really account for Soviet behavior in northeastern China. Germany was a different matter. And there Soviet violence was even worse.
The surest way to repay humiliation with humiliation is to rape the women, in public, in front of the men, who are helpless to do anything about it. It is the oldest form of terror in human conflict, and not specific to Russians. Dr. Hans Graf von Lehndorff was right about that. But the justifications people use for their savagery are not always the same. The disparity in wealth, as well as racialism, created a vicious circle of mutually hostile propaganda that made Soviet behavior in Germany especially brutal. Germans were told to fight to the death, rather than to see their women fall prey to the “Asiatic” or “Mongol” barbarians. The harder the Germans resisted, the more the “barbarians” wanted to exact their price for brutality that had been far greater in scale than anything they did to the Germans. But here too vengeance was related to the war against capitalism. German women were not just depicted in Soviet propaganda as Nazis, just as bad as the men, but as fat, pampered, rich Nazis. In one Russian cartoon, a wealthy German woman, her daughter, and her maid, surrounded by loot from Russia, frantically look for something to use as a white flag of surrender. Ironically, a caricature of a German woman (“Miss Veronica Dankeschön”) in a U.S. Army magazine, plump, blond, her skirt embroidered with swastikas, looks identical. The only difference is that the GIs were warned to stay away from Miss Veronica to avoid VD, while the Soviet soldiers were invited to seize what was their due. As the Russian ex–slave worker says to her former mistress in another Soviet cartoon: “Now you’ll see, Frau. I’ve come to collect.”1
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And collect they did. The anonymous author of A Woman in Berlin described in harrowing detail the humiliation visited on women, which showed the kind of disgust expressed by the soldier who wanted to smash his fist into all those neat little gewgaws in bourgeois German homes. On one of the many occasions that she is raped by a soldier, while others await their turn, she notes how her attacker barely seems to notice her. She is an object too, “which makes it all the more frightening when he suddenly throws me onto the bed . . . I feel fingers at my mouth, smell the reek of horses and tobacco. I open my eyes. Adroitly the fingers force my jaws apart. Eye looks into eye. Then the man above me slowly lets his spittle dribble into my mouth . . .”13
Raping German women, especially those who appeared to have unlimited wealth, and especially in front of the emasculated ex-warriors of the “master race,” made the despised Untermenschen feel like men again. In the words of a senior Soviet officer in Berlin, “in the first flush of victory our fellows no doubt derived a certain satisfaction from making it hot for those Herrenvolk women.”14 However, it went on well beyond that first flush of victory. In its wild form, freed from any official restraints, the raping of German women continued through the summer of 1945. After that, Soviet military and civilian officials tried to crack down, at least sporadically, sometimes with draconian measures, including the death penalty. In fact, the risk of being raped by a Soviet soldier ceased only once the troops were confined to their barracks in 1947.
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IF THE WISH TO OVERCOME humiliation and restore masculine pride is one plausible explanation for the violence of Soviet soldiers in German lands, it might also explain the vengeful behavior of men who had suffered far less than the Soviets. During the so-called wild purge (l’épuration sauvage) in France, which took place in 1944, before the war was even over, about six thousand people were killed as German collaborators and traitors by various armed bands with links to the resistance, often communists. Double that number of women were paraded around, stripped naked, their heads shaven, swastikas daubed on various parts of their anatomy. They were jeered at, spat on, and otherwise tormented. Some were locked up in improvised jails, and raped by their jailers. More than two thousand women were killed. Similar scenes, though not nearly on the same scale, took place in Belgium, the Netherlands, Norway, and other countries liberated from German occupation. Sometimes, the naked women were tarred and feathered in the traditional manner of vengeful mobs.