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In July of 1943, British and American bombers launched an attack on the German city of Hamburg that was unlike anything the world had ever seen. For ten days they drenched the city with over 9,000 tons of bombs, with the intention of erasing it entirely from the map. The fires they created were so huge they burned for a month, and were visible for 200 miles. As those who survived emerged from their ruined cellars and air-raid shelters they were confronted with a unique vision of hell: a sea of flame that stretched to the horizon, the burnt-out husks of fire engines that had tried to rescue them, charcoaled corpses and roads that had become flaming rivers of melted tarmac.
Using many new first-hand accounts and other material, Keith Lowe gives the human side of an inhuman story, and the result is an epic story of devastation and survival, and a much-needed reminder of the human face of war.
615 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2007
By 1.30 a.m., the fires already extended from the Berliner Tor on the edge of the city centre to the Hammer Park in the east, and from the banks of the river as far north as the Wandsbeker Chaussee. In half an hour the RAF had created a single fire that had engulfed several square miles of the city.By the summer of 1943, Bomber Command was equipped, in the main, with effective aircraft, and possessed of weaponry to allow it to attempt it's aim of attacking and defeating one of the Reich's cities. After a hard campaign against the cities of the Ruhr, the decision was made to overcome the Luftwaffe's defences and target Hamburg in tandem with the nascent Eighth Air Force Bomber Command.
For those sceptics who had doubted that Window would work, it was a moment of revelation. ‘They said that Window was going to upset the German radar when we went in, but we more or less said, “Oh, yes?”’ remembers Leonard Bradfield, a bomb-aimer with 49 Squadron. ‘But when we actually got there it was happening! We were absolutely delighted.’23 He continues: It was absolutely fantastic. We came up the Elbe and could see the river quite clearly. The radar-controlled blue master searchlights were standing absolutely upright and the white ones were weaving around, just searching. There were no night fighters because they were all in their boxes waiting to be given the vectors. The flak was just in a block over the target … It was the only time on any bomb run I was able to have 20 seconds completely unimpeded, without being stalked by the flak.The events which took place both on the ground and in the air, from the deployment of the latest round of the continuing technological battle between RAF and the Luftwaffe, to the start of the USAAF's nadir are handled authoritatively and with compassion, and most importantly the horror inn the ground is not handled ghoulishly, but instead in a way which encourages you to look at events with empathy, regardless of your views.
Perhaps the most poignant legacy of the firestorm is in the attitudes of those who survived its horrors. Klaus Müller still has an irrational fear of fireworks. His sister, who suffered from blackouts in the overpacked bunkers as a child, still cannot bring herself to board a full underground train. Some of the people quoted in this book admitted to experiencing flashbacks, especially on the catastrophe’s anniversary, when memories roll before their eyes ‘like some appalling horror film’. At least two experienced nervous breakdowns later in life that put them in hospital. For those people, and for countless more like them, the firestorm is not merely something that happened over sixty years ago. It is a continual burden, like a disease without a cure, that they will carry with them for the rest of their lives.As a reappraisal of the morality and effectiveness of the Bomber war, I'd say it's an important read, and we'll worth your time. As a further quote from the conclusion states:
This idea makes me extremely uncomfortable, but I have to admit that the people who planned the raids had a point. Why should there be any distinction between the German U-boat captain and the German factory worker who helped to build that U-boat? They were both working towards the same end, which was to kill British sailors. And since oil workers produced fuel for that U-boat, surely they were also legitimate targets. Farmers provided sustenance for soldiers at the front, textile workers produced their uniforms, and train drivers got them to and from the battlefield. In a ‘total war’ – and we must remember that it was the Germans who first proclaimed it as such – all of those people are considered fair game, as is anything else that supports the enemy’s war economy.I became a little less uncomfortable,if only because while reading this I found myself in front of the Merchant Navy memorial in South Shields, thinking on the U-Boats constructed in Hamburg, and reflectin that the 'merchies' were civilians too.