The best WWII book I've read in a long time. Highly recommended. Superbly written in a light, almost humorous style (it was translated from the French by the author himself). It's a shame it hasn't received more publicity. This is an important book and a terrific read.
It would be wrong to say that Felix Kersten, a Finnish doctor and masseur, is a forgotten figure of WWII. His name crops up in many histories, because for six years his most prominent patient was Heinrich Himmler, and he helped put Himmler in touch with the Western Allies in the final weeks of the war. (Incredibly, Himmler thought he had an indispensable role to play in postwar Europe).
What has been forgotten is that Kersten succeeded in saving tens of thousands of lives, many times more than Oskar Schindler, for example.
Kersten got to know Himmler well and became a close confidante. The SS leader was afflicted by painful recurring abdominal cramps, which only Kersten's deep tissue massage could alleviate.
He found Himmler to be a weak, indecisive man who didn't really know himself. Being perceived as tough, and pleasing Hitler, of whom he was terrified, were the only things that mattered to Himmler. As an up-close portrait of the man responsible for the worst crime in human history, this is extraordinary. Himmler would veer between blind fanaticism, to bouts of deep doubt and realism, then back again to denialism and fantasy. He was so fearful of going behind Hitler's back that he had astrologers working round the clock to supply him with predictions for the consequences of his actions. Most surprising to me was that by 1944, Himmler, very secretly, thought Hitler had to go. He knew about the July 20th assassination plot, and was disappointed when it failed.
Each time Kersten temporarily relieved Himmler of his pains, he would refuse payment (his fees were astronomically high). Instead, he'd present his grateful patient with a list of people to be released from arrest.
At the beginning, the lists were short; they were friends and patients of Kersten's, but gradually, as war ground on, the lists became enormous: lists of arrested Dutch resistance fighters; lists of Norwegian students in concentration camps; and finally, in the last weeks of the war, tens of thousands of Jewish prisoners, including every female prisoner in Ravensbrück.
By 1945, Himmler was desperate to dispel the international opprobrium that attached to his name throughout the world (too late for that), and agreed every one of these releases.
After the war, others, such as the Swedish diplomat Count Bernadotte, claimed the credit for what Kersten had achieved, and many of the freed prisoners had no idea who was behind their release. Kersten published his own memoirs after the war, describing what he had achieved, but because he did not keep a contemporaneous diary, some of his dates and accounts are muddled, which has caused some critics to claim that he made stuff up or exaggerated.
But this author has uncovered Nazi, Swedish, and Dutch documents that all back Kersten up. He did what he said he did and never really received the public acclaim that was his due.
Kersten himself is an oddity. A large, friendly man, over-fond of his food, he cuts a slightly comic-opera figure. The impression is of a fairly simple, humane, and very courageous fellow with a powerful and clear-cut sense of right and wrong, a morality that was not blurred by the war, as it was for so many others. He once told Himmler that he could not possibly offer treatment to Hitler, because Hitler was a madman and his problems were psychiatric. Imagine: he was saying this to the face of the Reichsführer-SS, who was also head of the Gestapo and implementer of the Final Solution.