Tag: Unity Mitford

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Unity Valkyrie Mitford was born on August 8, 1914 and died of the aftereffects of a head wound on May 28, 1948. One of six sisters from a landed, aristocratic English family, she became fascinated by the National Socialist movement in Germany while still in her teens. At 20, in Munich, she met Adolf Hitler. At 25, she was plunged into such despair by the outbreak of war between England and Germany that she shot herself with a pistol, in a Munich park. She returned to England, via neutral Switzerland, on a stretcher.

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Unity Valkyrie Mitford was born on this day in 1914. Unity was easily the most notorious of the Mitford girls, the six daughters of David Freeman-Mitford, 2nd Baron Redesdale and his wife Sydney (née Bowles).

Diana Mitford became the wife of Sir Oswald Mosley. Unity became Hitler’s confidante. Jessica became a Communist journalist. Nancy became a novelist and biographer. Deborah, who is still alive at 94, became the Duchess of Devonshire. (more…)

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One hundred years ago today, Unity Valkyrie Mitford was born. Unity was easily the most notorious of the Mitford girls, the six daughters of David Freeman-Mitford, 2nd Baron Redesdale and his wife Sydney (née Bowles).

Diana Mitford became the wife of Sir Oswald Mosley. Unity became Hitler’s confidante. Jessica became a Communist journalist. Nancy became a novelist and biographer. Deborah, who is still alive at 94, became the Duchess of Devonshire. (more…)

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“She learned to walk again, but never fully recovered. She was incontinent and childish.”

She had sat at the Chancellor’s feet, a rival
to Eva Braun, highborn, blue-eyed, contrary
to the reds, dykes and faggots of Bloomsbury,
armed with only Campbell’s Flowering Rifle.
Surely she’d been guilty of high treason?
(Albion is a better place today,
a heaven for the black man and the gay!)
Nevertheless, this was not the reason (more…)

Unity Mitford, November 9, 1937

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“On September 3, 1939, the day of England’s declaration of war against Germany, Unity Mitford sat down upon a bench in a Munich park and put a bullet through her temple. The suicide attempt failed . . .”1

Tall willows shade the paths which wind between
The flower beds and grassy plots where you
Often walked. You spoke of what would happen
Should Germany and England decide to
Embark on war: (more…)

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The following is my interview with Juleigh Howard-Hobson, whose new book of poems, “I do not belong to the Baader-Meinhof Group” and Other Poems, is now available from Counter-Currents. My questions are in italics; Juleigh’s answers follow.

As a poet, you have achieved significant success, both inside and outside of “the movement.” (more…)

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Ninety-nine years ago today, Unity Valkyrie Mitford was born. Unity was easily the most notorious of the Mitford girls, the six daughters of David Freeman-Mitford, 2nd Baron Redesdale and his wife Sydney (née Bowles).

Diana Mitford became the wife of Sir Oswald Mosley. Unity became Hitler’s confidante. Jessica became a Communist journalist. Nancy became a novelist and biographer. Deborah, who is still alive at 93, became the Duchess of Devonshire. (more…)

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Jessica Mitford
A Fine Old Conflict
New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1977

David Pryce-Jones
Unity Mitford: An Enquiry into Her Life and the Frivolity of Evil
New York: Dial Press, 1977

Jessica and Unity Mitford are two of six remarkable daughters of the Redesdales, an aristocratic British family. (more…)

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During my recent travels, my light reading consisted of several thick books on the Mitford girls, the six daughters of David Freeman-Mitford, 2nd Baron Redesdale and his wife Sydney (née Bowles).

Diana Mitford became the wife of Sir Oswald Mosley. Unity Valkyrie Mitford became Hitler’s confidante. (more…)

Unity Mitford, November 9, 1937

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“On September 3, 1939, the day of England’s declaration of war against Germany, Unity Mitford sat down upon a bench in a Munich park and put a bullet through her temple. The suicide attempt failed . . .”1

Tall willows shade the paths which wind between
The flower beds and grassy plots where you
Often walked. You spoke of what would happen
Should Germany and England decide to
Embark on war: (more…)

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“She learned to walk again, but never fully recovered. She was incontinent and childish.”

She had sat at the Chancellor’s feet, a rival
to Eva Braun, highborn, blue-eyed, contrary
to the reds, dykes and faggots of Bloomsbury,
armed with only Campbell’s Flowering Rifle.
Surely she’d been guilty of high treason?
(Albion is a better place today,
a heaven for the black man and the gay!)
Nevertheless, this was not the reason (more…)