Big as in substantial, tall, powerful, famous; men as in weak, wicked, cruel and notorious. They have their charms. 'My dear, sugar-sweet Adolf,' wrote a German woman to Hitler in 1939. 'I look at your pictures constantly... and give them a kiss.' Thousands of other German women wrote similar love letters. They sent him cakes; they felt for him in his moments of triumph and disaster; their hearts went pitter-pat. In this issue, women encounter tyrants in and out of their tyrannies. The tyrant as survivor: Gitta Sereny went to the Nuremberg rally in 1934 and fell in love with the colour and the noise. Forty-four years later, she meets Albert Speer, responsible for that spectacle (and for slave labour), and grows to love his guilt. The classical tyrant: Caroline Alexander got a job in Africa at the whim of its longest-ruling dictator - a man who now chooses to remember not his commands to murder, but the life of Julius Casesar. The tyrant in the next room: in a little house in the north of England twenty years ago, a six-year-old girl acquired a stepfather. And then there was no more dancing. By Andrea Ashworth.
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