Germany -- History -- Revolution, 1918; Germany -- Politics and government -- 1918-1933
Reich was restored with the substitution of presidents for princes.
Finally the seat of the Assembly was transferred to Weimar,
professedly to steep it in the sedative atmosphere of the old
pre-Prussian "Kultur" of the philosophers and poets, and practically
to withdraw it from the too stimulating atmosphere of Berlin, which
was still an Independent stronghold. Even so might a demoralised and
democratised England placate a victorious and Victorian America by
transferring parliament to the Shakespeare Theatre at Stratford-on-Avon.
All these strong measures were really signs of weakness. Spartacus had
to be put down to please the Allies, the Poles pushed back to please
the nationalists, the Clericals bribed with Government posts to
counteract French bids for their support in separatist intrigues. The
constitution had to conciliate particularist sentiment in Prussia and
the southern principalities because this sentiment prevailed in the
general exhaustion of national and revolutionary forces. The old
driving power of national sentiment, so much abused during the war and
that might still have been called on for a desperate national defence,
was worn out. The new energy of the revolution had been wasted; and
the country, so far as its government was concerned, was back where it
was when the revolution broke out, materially much the worse for its
three months' excursion into revolution. In a word, the spirit of the
new German Government was diplomatic not democratic. The revolution
had come full circle and the Scheidemann Government of April might
have been the Government of Max von Baden of six months before.
Morally, however, it was not the old Germany that had bowed before the
"forty-seven Princes hats." It had brought back with it from the
perilous peaks and bottomless abysses of revolution a wider outlook
and a deeper insight. And if it returned from its adventure only more
weary and wasted it had at least learned to lift up its eyes to the
hills.
CHAPTER II
THE REACTION
Just a quarter of a century ago I arrived in Weimar fresh from Eton,
and as a budding diplomatist was invited to dinner by the Grand Duke.
The ceremony was a credit to the Court of Pumpernickel. Exactly a week
before there came caracoling to the door what might have been one of
Napoleon's marshals, and was one of the Weimar army. For Weimar had
then an army whose business it was to deliver invitations about a foot
square.
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