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cqd-blue.bsky.social
GELIEBTES 'Nickelchen/Käferlein' !!!
🤗🤗🥰🤩🐞🍀💖
April 12, 2026 at 10:08 AM
klempererjournal.bsky.social
31. Dezember 1933

#VictorKlemperer #Tagebücher #NS #Nationalsozialismus #Faschismus #Antisemitismus #Shoah #Silvester #Muschel #Nickelchen

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31. Dezember 1933 Wir werden heute abend ganz allein sein. Ich fürchte mich ein bißchen davor. Trost und Hilfe kommt uns immer von unsern beiden Katerchen. Ich frage mich allen Ernstes tausendmal, wie es um deren unsterbliche Seelen bestellt ist. English: December 31, 1933 We shall be entirely alone this evening. I am a little afraid of that. Our two little tomcats are always a comfort and support for us. I ask myself a thousand times in all seriousness, what is the state of their immortal souls?
December 31, 2025 at 11:55 AM
klempererjournal.bsky.social
(Nickelchen und Muschel waren Klemperers abgöttisch geliebte Katzen.)
December 2, 2025 at 6:08 PM
klempererjournal.bsky.social
2. Dezember 1934

#VictorKlemperer #Tagebücher #NS #Nationalsozialismus #Faschismus #Antisemitismus #Shoah #Holocaust #Spaltung #Polarisierung #Propaganda #Rassegesetze #Stürmer #Ohnmacht

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2. Dezember 1934 Nie ist die Spannung zwischen menschlicher Macht und Ohnmacht, menschlichem Wissen und menschlicher Dummheit so überwältigend groß gewesen wie jetzt. Radio, Flugzeug - und der Führer und Reichskanzler, die Rassengesetze, der »Stürmer« usw. Auch die Ohnmacht, unserm schwarzen Nickelchen zu helfen, das langsam eingeht, ein apathisches dünnes Streifchen. English: December 2, 1934 Never has the tension between human power and powerlessness, human knowledge and human stupidity been so overwhelmingly great as now. Radio, airplane - and the Führer and Reich Chancellor, the racial laws, Der Stürmer, etc. Also our powerlessness to help our little black Nickelchen, who is slowly dying, an apathetic, thin little stick.
December 2, 2025 at 6:08 PM
lilashkenazx.bsky.social
Diarist Victor Klemperer and his wife Eva, a gentile, euthanized their beloved cat, Muschel, themselves, rather than hand him over to an “even crueler death” at the hands of the Gestapo. They had kept the cat, even when they themselves didn’t have enough food to eat.
May 15, Friday toward evening Yesterday afternoon to lawyer Neumark, the Jewish "legal adviser" behind Kreuzkirche. At Georgsplatz some packers from Thamm were working. One immediately came toward me holding out his hand. "It is very kind of you to shake my hand" (it is more than kind, it is a dangerous demonstration). "How are you doing?" - "Badly, very badly." -"Sometime you'll have to tell me more about it." He went back to his van.—Neumark advised that we should discuss Eva's case with Dr. Magnus, perhaps a cer- tificate could somehow be obtained after all.—I met Friedheim there, who does not want to submit in the Voss business. Neumark regretted that I had submitted. He was very concerned about the consequences of having a criminal record. The threat of evacuation is even more serious than before.—Finally Neumark warned me against Richter, the new trustee of my house, he was a "false Saxon" and, if it came to it, would leave me in the lurch.—Both yesterday and of course today depressing because of the German victory at Kerch. The war, and that was also Neumark's opinion, can last a very long time; it is unquestionable that the German side has lost, but probably equally unquestionable that it can hold out for a long time. And we meanwhile—since a couple of hours ago all the insults of yesterday seem trivial and far away. Frau Ida Kreidl, whom I met while I was shopping, reported the latest decree, she then showed it to us in the Jewish Community Newspaper: Jews with the star and anyone who lives with them are, with immediate effect, forbidden to keep pets (dogs, cats, birds), it is also forbidden to give the animals away to be looked after. This is the death sentence for Muschel, whom we have had for more than eleven years and to whom Eva is very attached. He is to be taken to the vet tomorrow, so that he is spared the fright of being fetched and put down together with others. I feel very bitter for Eva's sake. We have so often said to each other: The tomcat's raised tail is our flag, we shall not strike it, we'll keep our heads above water, we'll pull the animal through, and at the victory celebrations Muschel will get a "schnitzel from Kamm's" (the fanciest butcher here). It makes me almost superstitious that the flag is being lowered now. Recently the animal, more than eleven years old now, had been particularly lively and youthful. He was always a support and a comfort to Eva. Her powers of resistance will now be less than before. May 19, Tuesday toward evening Muschel †. Eva had already made inquiries last week. Someone has taken over the practice of good Dr. Gross (in Grunaer Strasse), who castrated our tomcat and put down Nickelchen, and last year died of a heart attack, aged fifty at most. We hesitated for days. Today news came that a hand- over order was on its way from the Community, after reception of which I would no longer have the right to dispose of the animal as I saw fit. We hesitated until four o'clock-the man's surgery hours ended at five. Unless the regime collapsed by the very next morning, we would expose the cat to an even crueler death or put me in even greater danger. (Even having him killed today is a little dangerous for me.) I left the decision to Eva. She took the animal away in the familiar cardboard cat box, she was present when he was put to sleep by an anesthetic that took effect very rapidly— the animal did not suffer. But she suffers. With bad pains in my throat I lugged up 30 pounds of potatoes from our van trader on Wasaplatz. There the man already had my card in his hand, when a young female, dyed-blond hair, dangerously narrow- minded-looking face, perhaps a shopkeeper's wife, stepped up from behind: "I was here first—the Jew has to wait." Jentsch served her obedi- ently, and the Jew waited. Now it is almost seven o'clock, and for the next two hours the Jew is again waiting for the house search (which usually takes place in the evening). I am making an effort to get into the second volume of Chamberlain. Basically semper idem.
May 15, 2025 at 10:48 AM
luluxand.eurosky.social
Wie oft wurdest du schon umgerannt?
Wie oft wurdest du gebissen?
Wie oft haben die Nickelchen dich angegriffen?
May 12, 2025 at 6:45 PM
ebrandom.bsky.social
Klemperer, Dec 2, 1935
Today it occurred to me: Never has the tension between human power and powerlessness, human knowledge and human stupidity been so overwhelmingly great as now. Radio, airplane-and the Führer and Reich Chancellor, the racial laws, Der Stürmer, etc. Also our powerlessness to help our little black Nickelchen, who is slowly dying, an apathetic, thin lit-tle stick. Two serious depressions, which have lasted for several weeks now on top of my uninterrupted heart problems: (a) the Diderot chapter is unex-pectedly presenting me with excruciating problems. I have again and again made alterations to the first section (Paradox and Hardouin), now, as I am typing, I am still perfecting it and am still dissatisfied. I cannot "put across" the Petrarch-Goncourt comparison, which seemed and still seems so important to me. I should really like to complete the volume by Christmas. (b) The torments of driving a car, senseless in every respect and contrary to nature.
May 3, 2025 at 2:20 AM
klempererjournal.bsky.social
19. November 1935

#VictorKlemperer #Tagebücher #NS #Nationalsozialismus #Faschismus #Antisemitismus #Shoah #Holocaust #Katzen #Nickelchen
19. November 1935 Wir sind in tragikomisch hohem Grad von unsern Katzen abhängig. Sooft Nickelchen leidend ist, verfällt Eva geradezu in Depressionen. Der Tierarzt hat für eine Weile geholfen; jetzt geht es dem Tier und Eva wieder schlecht. Manchmal meine ich: hart durchgreifen mit Vergiftenlassen wäre für alle Teile das beste, manchmal schelte ich mich herzlos, bemitleide das Tierchen und uns. Die furchtbare Unsauberkeit der Wohnung, der ständige Zeitverlust durch das Fortbringen der Exkremente sind peinliche Zugaben zum Hauptübelstand. Inzwischen ist im Garten ein herrenloses junges Katerchen aufgetaucht, das Eva nun schon seit Tagen verpflegt und in der Baubude hält. Findet sich für den »Bartholo-Mäus« kein Herr (und es wird sich keiner finden), dann verstärkt sich das Katzenelend noch weiter.
November 19, 2024 at 6:51 PM
klempererjournal.bsky.social
19. Mai 1942

#VictorKlemperer #Tagebücher #NS #Nationalsozialismus #Antisemitismus #Shoah #Muschel
19. Mai 1942 Muschel ist tot. Schon vorige Woche hatte Eva Erkundigung eingezogen. In der Grunaer Straße hat jemand die Praxis des guten Dr. Groß übernommen, der unsere Kater kastriert und Nickelchen getötet hat und im vorigen Jahr mit höchstens fünfzig Jahren am Herzschlag starb. Wir schwankten tagelang. Heute kamen Nachrichten, es sei ein Ablieferungsbefehl der Gemeinde unterwegs, nach dessen Empfang ich nicht mehr das Recht haben würde, selber über das Tier zu verfügen. Wir schwankten bis vier Uhr - um fünf endete die Sprechstunde des Mannes. Wenn nicht gerade bis morgen das Regime zusammenbrach, mußten wir den Kater einem grausameren Tod aussetzen oder mich in dringende Gefahr bringen. (Ein wenig gefährlich für mich ist schon die heutige Tötung.) Ich überließ die Entscheidung Eva. Sie trug das Tier in dem nun schon traditionellen Katzenkarton fort, sie war dann bei der Tötung, die in einer raschen Narkose geschah, anwesend - das Tier hat nicht gelitten. Aber sie leidet.
May 19, 2024 at 9:50 AM
bertjennerjahn.bsky.social
Nickerchen? Am Ende eines Tages mit exzessivem Buchstabentausch ist dieses Wort sehr phantasieanregend.
Dickerchen
Nickelchen
Nillerchen (Nil-Lerchen)
😇
January 4, 2024 at 1:04 AM
profchaos84.bsky.social
Frohes neues Jahr Nickelchen
January 1, 2024 at 10:02 PM
lsr.bsky.social
Nickelchen \o/
Das alles Dir auch, lass es Dir gut gehen und hoffentlich liest man sich in 2024!
December 31, 2023 at 10:07 PM
profchaos84.bsky.social
Nickelchen im Boxoutfit 😍
December 6, 2023 at 10:29 AM
profchaos84.bsky.social
Nickelchen 😏😊☺
December 3, 2023 at 9:50 PM
spreeguerkchen.bsky.social
Nickelchen, da schrillen bei mir alle Alarmglocken. Darf ich was fragen?
October 19, 2023 at 7:12 PM
profchaos84.bsky.social
Gute Nacht Nickelchen 😋😍
September 19, 2023 at 8:52 PM
profchaos84.bsky.social
Oh ne Nickelchen alle Daumen sind gedrückt
August 21, 2023 at 12:41 PM