Человек в высоком замке
Chapter 6
VitaminA,perhaps?
Iwonderwhatit’sliketosithomeinyourlivingroomandseethewholeworldonalittlegrayglasstube.IfthoseNaziscanflybackandforthbetweenhereandMars,whycan’ttheygettelevisiongoing?IthinkI’dpreferthat,towatchthosecomedyshows,actuallyseewhatBobHopeandDurantelooklike,thantowalkaroundonMars.
Maybethat’sit,shethoughtassheputthemagazinebackontherack.TheNazishavenosenseofhumor,sowhyshouldtheywanttelevision?Anyhow,theykilledmostofthereallygreatcomedians.BecausemostofthemwereJewish.Infact,sherealized,theykilledoffmostoftheentertainmentfield.IwonderhowHopegetsawaywithwhathesays.Ofcourse,hehastobroadcastfromCanada.Andit’salittlefreerupthere.ButHopereallysaysthings.LikethejokeaboutGöring…theonewhereGöringbuysRomeandhasitshippedtohismountainretreatandthensetupagain.AndrevivesChristianitysohispetlionswillhavesomethingto–"Didyouwanttobuythatmagazine,miss?"thelittledried-upoldmanwhoranthedrugstorecalled,withsuspicion.
Guiltily,sheputdowntheReader’sDigestwhichshehadbeguntothumbthrough.
Againstrollingalongthesidewalkwithhershoppingbags,Julianathought,MaybeGöringwillbethenewFuhrerwhenthatBormanndies.Heseemssortofdifferentfromtheothers.TheonlywaythatBormanngotitinthefirstplacewastoweaselinwhenHitlerrealizedhowfasthewasgoing.OldGöringwasoffinhismountainpalace.
