Christian
v. Ditfurth:
The Stachelmann Novels
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Mann
ohne Makel. Stachelmanns erster Fall,
Cologne:
Kiepenheuer & Witsch
2002.
An Impeccable Man. Stachelmann's First Case |
Mit
Blindheit geschlagen. Stachelmanns zweiter Fall, Cologne:
Kiepenheuer & Witsch 2004
Struck Blind. Stachelmann's Second Case
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Schatten
des Wahns. Stachelmanns dritter Fall, Cologne:
Kiepenheuer & Witsch 2006.
Under an Illusion. Stachelmann's Third Case
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Achim Saupe
Translation: Anne Foster
The abolition of torture as a way of
getting information and the introduction of laws relating to circumstantial
evidence at the beginning of the 19 th century led to the emergence
of a new literary genre in the form of detective fiction. The concept
of circumstantial evidence had awakened a new empirical spirit
in the field of historical research and gave historians more scope
for interpretation. Historians in the 19 th and 20 th centuries
compared historical work to that of investigators, detectives and
criminalists, where they could emphasise the stock themes of history
of ‘the world on trial' or the historian
as judge of the past, and thereby showcase their own viewpoint. Historians
recognised their own research methods in investigative practices
as depicted in literary fiction. It was only a matter of time until
crime novels turned to the political past. By the end of the seventies
the historical crime novel had become a subgenre of crime fiction,
although this followed an already established tradition of contemporary
political thrillers. In principle there are two types of historical
crime novels: either the investigator becomes involved in a case
in which the past is a factor, or the plot is set in the past where
the investigator explains not only the crime, but the past as well.
Christian von Ditfurth's crime novels
involving the historian Dr. Josef Maria Stachelmann are an example
of the first of these. The first book, ‘An Impeccable
Man' (2002), has now been translated into
French under the title ‘Un Homme Irréprochable' and the third
novel, ‘Under an Illusion' (2006) has just been published in Germany
. ‘A historian is the perfect detective' says Ditfurth, himself a
historian, ‘because every murder is historical, its cause can always
be found in the past.'
In ‘An Impeccable Man', we meet a protagonist who teaches a course
at the University of Hamburg . His twin bugbears are arthritis and
his post-doctoral thesis on the history of Buchenwald concentration
camp, which he can't get finished. He can't get through to his students,
who have no interest in anything political, although there is one
who has her eye on him. Then there's the young PhD student Anne who
is wary of working in historical archives. That doesn't really fit
our idea of a professional historian, but doesn't stop Stachelmann
getting involved with her. What starts off as a campus romance changes
when ‘Ossi' Winter, Stachelmann's old acquaintance from their days
as left-wing students, appears. He's changed sides and is now a police
detective and has come looking for Stachelmann to ask for advice
on a case with links to the past.
Soon afterwards the wife and children of a Hamburg estate agent
are murdered. It seems clear that someone had an old score to settle
with the respectable family, but what? With the help of Stachelmann's
historical knowledge and experience in researching archives, the
trail leads back to Nazi times and to former Hamburg estate agents
and their accomplices who expropriated goods and property belonging
to Jews. Ditfurth handles the detective novel very skilfully. He
lays several trails, exposes his arthritic anti-hero to various dangers
and slowly but surely narrows down the list of suspects, only to
then stage a surprising twist at the end.
Ditfurth is equally good in the historical
arena, where it is not a question of laying trails but of increasing
our understanding. Because the motive behind many murders in crime
novels is often to do with economic factors, this particular aspect
of the Holocaust, the so-called ‘uncontrolled Aryanisation' is tailor-made for detective
fiction. However this presents a danger for a historically-based
detective novel. Robbery, dispossession and the linked annihilation
of the Jews seem not to have much to do with specifically German
anti-Semitism. So it seems logical to assume that the historian Stachelmann
is having a dig at the book ‘Hitler's Willing Executioners' by the
American historian Daniel Goldhagen, by reproaching Goldhagen not
only for having nothing new to say but also for appealing to the ‘guilt
complex' to which ‘excitable sections of the German community are
particularly sensitive', and ‘from which mostly those who have nothing
to be guilty about suffer.'
However, during the course of his investigations, Stachelmann himself
comes to see how closely personal guilt and collective repression
are connected when he must ask his father for the first time about
his experiences of Naziism. Thus he learns that his father joined
the Nazi Storm Troopers in 1932, how he later became an auxiliary
policeman and guarded concentration camp inmates forced to defuse
unexploded bombs after the bombing of Hamburg .
Ditfurth's afterword to his first novel points out the interplay
between historical fact and plausible fiction when he says that he
wouldn't have had to invent the characters and events of the novel
if the German Inland Revenue had made public their files relating
to the Third Reich. Good for literature, not so good for freedom
of information you might say. But in 2002, the same year the book
appeared, the new Federal Archive law cut short the moratorium on
finance files, admittedly somewhat belatedly. So now historians have
access to new material for their work on the not exactly unresearched
history of Aryanisation.
In ‘Struck Blind' Stachelmann had to deal with former East Germans
who helped people escape the regime, and the after-effects of East
German state security, but in Ditfurth's new book ‘Under
an Illusion'
he deals with the downsides of the ‘German Autumn' of 1978. Again
historical fiction has the ring of authenticity, as it brings to
mind the murder of Ulrich Schmücker, the 22 year old shot by
the left-wing group the ‘2 nd June Movement'.
The novel starts with the death of two people. Ossi Winter, Chief
Superintendent of the Hamburg Police has killed himself, or at least
it appears so. Stachelmann, who has been brought into the investigation
by Ossi's colleague and partner Carmen, has his doubts. Then a pile
of old leaflets and a newspaper article about the murder of a revolutionary
from their time at Heidelberg University in the 70s, when Stachelmann
and Winter were involved in the class struggle, seem to point in
another direction. Was Ossi Winter on the trail of the perpetrators
of that murder? Was he murdered by them? Who was involved? Did the
perpetrator belong to one of the left-wing groups at Heidelberg University
? Were the Nazis involved or were the security services behind it?
Enough questions to keep the historian Stachelmann busy. His detective's
instincts are aroused and he increasingly has to examine his own
left-wing past.
His work on his thesis has made him forget the political struggles
of his past and the lengthening shadows of the German Autumn have
faded. Now he is forced to remember them again. He goes to Heidelberg
to question old revolutionaries and friends. Remembering one's own
past is bound up with loss and sadness, particularly in historical
novels. His old Heidelberg girlfriends drink too much and stagger
around. His mother has had an operation for cancer and is dying.
There's no going back to one's youth.
The political equivalent of grieving
is the working through of old struggles. Christian von Ditfurth's
new detective novel is not just a requiem to terrorism, but also
to the ideals of the student movement. None of those involved,
including the author, knows what they were really fighting for.
Stachelmann, whose business it should be to illuminate the political
climate of the 70s as an historical experience and as part of our
understanding of the past, is himself increasingly unable to make
sense of it. The student protests of the 70s seem either to be
over the top activism and menacing rhetoric, or based on the admiration
of ‘Mao the mass murderer' or ‘Brezhnev the oppressor',
on political delusions whose radical character led to political suicide.
This is the abiding criticism of the idea of the ‘German Autumn',
repeatedly dismissed by the protagonists as ‘liberal claptrap'. Why
the time of self-confessed class-warriors was in fact a revolutionary
spring has been lost from the memory.
To clear up the mystery Stachelmann takes on a retired policeman
with a Gestapo-past to keep an eye on two former class-warriors who
are now a respectable Heidelberg lawyer and doctor. His own political
claims are abandoned when it comes to investigating murders. Stachelmann
gets a scare, but soon recovers himself.
Stachelmann is convinced that historians should not write the story
of their own actions. That is a little disingenuous, because the
investigative work of remembering helps an unstintingly critical
picture of the past to emerge. There is plenty for fans of detective
series keen to know more about how Dr. Stachelmann's private life
turns out. But after Stachelmann has investigated Naziism, present-day
socialism and the German Autumn, the question still remains of what
is left of contemporary history to write about. Christian von Ditfurth,
narrator of German history as detective fiction will surely think
of something. His hero gives us a feel for the past, which can only
help our understanding of it.