Churchill’s Character: Berlin, 1945 – “In Victory, Magnanimity”
Prior to the Potsdam Conference with Soviet leader Joseph Stalin in July 1945, President Harry Truman and Prime Minister Winston Churchill took separate tours of the nearby German capital. Wearing a lightweight military uniform against the heat, and accompanied by British military officials and his daughter Mary, Churchill visited the former Reich Chancellery, which had been Hitler’s official residence, office, and bunker.
Just before the war began, Hitler’s architect, Albert Speer, had completed the New Reich Chancellery on the Volkstrasse, around the corner from the old. Intended to be the seat of Hitler’s government, it was a building designed to impress. Everything was on a massive scale, and Speer was given unlimited money to spend.
Churchill and his daughter wrote accounts of their tour on 16 July 1945. “The city was nothing but a chaos of ruins,” began Churchill. “No notice had of course been given of our visit and the streets had only the ordinary passers-by. In the square in front of the Chancellery there was however a considerable crowd,” he added in his war memoirs.1
“When I got out of the car and walked about among them, except for one old man who shook his head disapprovingly, they all began to cheer. My hate had died with their surrender and I was much moved by their demonstrations, and also by their haggard looks and threadbare clothes….Then we entered the Chancellery, and for quite a long time walked through its shattered galleries and halls.”2
Ronald McKie, reporting for the Argus newspaper in Melbourne, described the scene: “Inside the Chancellery Mr. Churchill climbed over heaps of rubble and rubbish, poked into rooms, wandered round the huge banquet hall, where two huge silver chandeliers had fallen to the floor. The smell of his cigar was strong and clean in the long ornate reception hall where Hitler once strode, and where field marshals once heiled.”3
Charles Moran, Churchill’s physician, and Field Marshal Alexander were also on hand. “In the Chancellery,” Moran wrote later, “the first room was carpeted a foot deep with papers and Iron Crosses, and there was Hitler’s upturned desk.”4
“Our Russian guides then took us to Hitler’s air-raid shelter,” Churchill continued. A flashlight lit their way to the concrete underground air-raid shelter. Stagnant water made the steps slippery. For Churchill, unsteady on his feet, the steps were precarious. Aided by his gold-headed walking stick, the Prime Minister made his way down the dark, wet steps but, with two flights yet to go, he thought better of it and slowly began climbing back to the surface.5
“Churchill emerged from Hitler’s bunker under his own power,” wrote Barbara Leaming, “but when at last he reached the top of the stairs and passed through the door of a concrete blockhouse into the daylight, his hulking frame appeared so shaky and depleted that a Russian soldier guarding the entrance reached out a hand to steady him.
“The Chancellery Garden was a chaos of shattered glass, pieces of timber, tangled metal and abandoned fire hoses. Craters from Russian shells pocked the ground. In one of those craters, Hitler and his wife had supposedly been buried after Nazi officers burned their corpses. The rusted cans for the gasoline still lay nearby. Russians pointed out the spot where the bodies had been incinerated. Churchill paused briefly before turning away in disgust.”6
Churchill rested on a beat-up chair that had been propped against a bullet-riddled wall. The Russians said it had been Hitler’s, Leaming continues: “Gingerly perched on the front edge of the seat, he mopped his forehead with a handkerchief in the withering heat as he chewed on a cigar. When at length his daughter and the others came out of the bunker, Churchill was visibly eager to leave.”7
Churchill’s daughter Mary sent her impressions to her mother: “We gazed on the ruins of the Chancellery—saw the disordered air raid shelters where Hitler is said to have died. The sun beat down on dust and devastation—the Press rushed around madly photographing—Sir Alexander complained how badly the tour was organized—which it was. But it was worth it.”8
Undoubtedly, Winston Churchill had many thoughts about the war as he viewed the once-proud headquarters of his vanquished enemy. Later, he wrote that history would have been better served had the Fuehrer not committed suicide: “The course Hitler had taken was much more convenient for us than the one I feared. At any time in the last few months of the war he could have flown to England and surrendered himself, saying, ‘Do what you will with me, but spare my misguided people.’”9 But Hitler didn’t think in such selfless terms.
“I have no doubt that he would have shared the fate of the Nuremberg criminals,” Churchill mused. “The moral principles of modern civilisation seem to prescribe that the leaders of a nation defeated in war shall be put to death by the victors. This will certainly stir them to fight to the bitter end in any future war, and no matter how many lives are needlessly sacrificed it costs them no more. It is the masses of the people who have so little to say about the starting or ending of wars who pay the additional cost.”10
Churchill’s tour of the ruined Chancellery was a personal triumph, but his empathy for humanity gave him no pleasure. On the eve of D-Day he had written in similar terms to his wife: “Do you realise that by the time you wake up in the morning 20,000 men may have been killed.” His visit to the ruins testified to his courage in the war—and to his relief that the suffering had ended.
Featured Image: After touring the Reich Chancellery, Churchill takes a break on a chair the Russians assured him had been Hitler’s (AP press photo).
1 Winston S. Churchill, Triumph and Tragedy (London: Cassell, 1954), 545.
3 Ronald McKee, “Churchill Inspects Berlin Ruins: PM in Testy Mood,” Argus, July 18, 1945, 20.
4 Charles Moran, Churchill, Taken from the Diaries of Lord Moran: The Struggle for Survival 1940-1965 (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1966), 289.
5 Moran, 291. In Triumph and Tragedy, 545-46, Churchill wrote that he reached the bunker, but his memory was faulty. Lord Moran’s diary reads: “The PM followed [a Russian soldier] down a flight of steps, but hearing there were two more flights, he gave up the idea of exploring the depths and slowly remounted the stairs.”
6 Barbara Leaming, Churchill Defiant: Fighting On 1945-1955 (New York: HarperCollins, 2010), 3-4.
8 Mary Soames, A Daughter’s Tale: The Memoir of Winston and Clementine Churchill’s Youngest Child (London: Doubleday, 2011), 349.
9 Churchill, Triumph, 545.