I received a digital publisher's advance review copy, via Netgalley.
Daniel Lee, a historian of World War II, was contacted when a woman discovered many decades-old documents in a chair she was having reupholstered. The documents were all marked with swastikas and seemingly belonged to a Robert Griesinger, who had lived in Prague during the war. The woman had bought the chair at a second-hand shop in Prague almost 25 years after the war and didn’t discover the document cache until decades later.
Lee was intrigued and discovered that Griesinger was a lawyer who belonged to the SS, was in active military service until wounded in 1941, and then was sent to work a desk job in Prague. Lee also learned that his two daughters were still alive. They were only five and eight years old at the war’s end, though, and had little to contribute to Lee’s understanding of Griesinger. Lee decided that he wanted to find out all he could about Griesinger, the kind of low-level functionary you rarely read about.
Lee’s research is exhaustive, and he compiles a great deal of detailed information about Griesinger’s family, youth, academic career, career with the SS, and the societal influences he grew up with. His descriptions of the social and fraternal aspects of the SS, are illuminating. He is unable to get much information at all about Griesinger’s personal views on politics and the Nazis’ murderous racial policies, but it is clear that Griesinger was aware of the Nazis’ brutality and that he was involved in the abuse of Czech citizens.
Lee finds, to his shock, that during Griesinger’s short time in active service with the Wehrmacht, he was in a unit that, together with one of the Nazis’ infamous Einsatzgruppen, went through the shtetl where Lee’s Jewish relatives lived. They didn’t survive their encounter with the Nazis. Lee wasn’t able to find any evidence that Griesinger was involved in any of the civilian killing squad’s actions, but it was not uncommon for the Wehrmacht to at least coordinate with Einsatzgruppen.
Lee speculates quite a bit in the book, though with some basis, but his attempts at amateur psychology are not persuasive. Without evidence, he states as fact that Robert Griesinger “inherited an ease with brutally racist attitudes and practices” from his father and grandmother because they had lived in New Orleans (before returning to Germany) and would have been familiar with slavery and Reconstruction-era white supremacist violence. He also makes a strained connection between the armchair of the title and “the antebellum furniture of his youth.” The book would be improved if Lee excised these bits and stuck to history.
Ultimately, what this book reveals about Griesinger is what history shows about pretty much every Nazi I’ve ever read about, including each of those in Hitler’s inner circle: A greedy and envious man whose ambitions outstripped his abilities. He latched on to Nazism because it fed his delusion that his lack of success was the fault of the current system and the “other,” and the party would give him an opportunity to rise. So Griesinger ended up a petty functionary in a brutal kakistocracy and was apparently perfectly happy with that, right up until the bill came due.
Though I’ve read a lot of WW2 history, it’s not often you get such a close-up look at what it was like for an ordinary middle-class man to become a part of the Nazi regime and to be a mid-level desk perpetrator. Lee makes it dishearteningly easy to see how Griesinger—and many others—chose that path, with no apparent qualms of conscience.