National Geographic : 1961 Dec
HS EKTACHROME(ABOVE) agine Adolf Eichmann sitting behind the rail ing at one of the tables, along with the other big bullies, each more brutal-looking than the other. In front of them they shuffled identity cards, passports, rubber stamps, and forms to be filled out by the bewildered people. In the words of Willy Brandt, 'Here the spirit of Hitler lives on.' "They addressed each other as Genosse this and Genosse that, Genosse being a Ger man equivalent of 'Comrade.' I stayed under the 'care' of the two unsavory civilians, who acted as though they had caught an impor tant, sinister international spy. "Going through my passport, they were impressed by all the countries I had visited. I told them that indeed I had traveled all over the world and met all kinds of people, but that never in my 25 years of globe-trot ting had anything like this happened to me. I said I was astonished at being treated in such a humiliating way. "'Surely the walls and the barbed wire you are putting up are not military objectives or secrets of the state,' I said. 'I was simply looking them over.' "One of them said, 'You are now in the free German Democratic Republic. Here photog raphy of such things is forbidden.' "This didn't make much sense, but I de cided not to argue the point. I was at their mercy. No one had seen me nabbed, so far as I knew, and even if they had, I could not count on outside help. They asked me to sit down on a wooden bench and left me waiting. "This gave me a good opportunity to ob serve this headquarters in action. The glass door of the former shop opened and slammed continually. The Genossen greeted each oth er with hollow joviality, and those coming in always had new victims in tow, usually older people. They whisked them past me to another door where some rough cross-ques tioning took place. One old lady, dressed in black and at least in her eighties, was crying bitterly. They had dumped the contents of 765 E BY VOLKMAR ONAL GEOGRAPHICSTAFF (C) N.G .S.