Ordinary Men: A Book Retelling Series You Need to Read
What happens when normal, everyday people are put into extraordinary circumstances? Not soldiers. Not fanatics. Just regular middle-aged guys from Hamburg with families and day jobs.
A retelling of Christopher Browning's disturbing study of how regular people became Holocaust killers.
Reserve Police Battalion 101 was a unit of about 500 middle-aged German men from Hamburg. They were not SS fanatics or career military. They were truck drivers, dock workers, and salesmen, many with families. In 1942, they were sent to Poland, and over the next year and a half they participated in the shooting and deportation of tens of thousands of Jewish men, women, and children. Their commander gave them the choice to opt out. Only about a dozen did.
This is one of the most important books ever written about the Holocaust because it does not ask how monsters could do this. It asks how normal people could do this. Browning worked from real interrogation records of 210 battalion members, and what he found is terrifying precisely because these were ordinary humans, not demons. My retelling covers the whole book, from the setup and the first massacre at Jozefow through the escalation into routine killing and the big questions about human nature.
What happens when normal, everyday people are put into extraordinary circumstances? Not soldiers. Not fanatics. Just regular middle-aged guys from Hamburg with families and day jobs.
Imagine getting woken up before dawn, loaded onto a truck, and driven for two hours down a bumpy gravel road with no idea where you are going or what you are about to do. Now imagine being told, once you arrive, that your job today is to murder 1,500 people.
How does a police force built to keep order end up carrying out one of history’s worst crimes? That is the story of Chapter 2.
Before the killing fields of Poland, there was Russia. And what happened there in the summer of 1941 set the template for everything that followed.
Imagine filing a report about transporting a thousand people to a death camp, and your biggest complaint is that the butter went rancid.
These were dock workers, truck drivers, and salesmen. Guys pushing forty with bad knees and families back home. And they were about to be sent to Poland to do things none of them could have imagined a few years earlier.
Before the middle-aged policemen of Battalion 101 ever set foot in Poland, the machinery of mass murder was already grinding at full speed. Chapter 6 is not really about the battalion yet. It is about the nightmare they were walking into.
A fifty-three-year-old career policeman stands before five hundred men at dawn, tears running down his face, and tells them their job today is to murder fifteen hundred people. Then he says something no one expects: if you cannot do it, you can step out. No punishment. No consequences. Just walk away.
Some of the men came out of the woods covered head to toe in blood and bone fragments. Their uniforms were soaked. Their hands were shaking. And the day was not even close to being over.
Why do people follow horrific orders when they have a clear chance to say no? That is the question Chapter 8 of Ordinary Men tries to answer, and the answers are more unsettling than you might expect.
What happens when a unit that already committed one massacre gets told to do it again – but this time with a drunk commander, a crew of intoxicated auxiliaries, and a system designed to make the killing feel easier?
The men of Battalion 101 discovered something about themselves in August 1942: it was a lot easier to load people onto trains than to shoot them in the face. And that discovery changed the entire nature of their participation in the Holocaust.