That Unity Mitford was a devoted Hitler groupie is not even close to a revelation, but it is difficult to regard her as a serious political acolyte. She never reveals what Hitler said, never contemplates his thoughts. Reading her diary in isolation, one is tempted to compare it to the besotted outpourings of a teenage Taylor Swift fan, bedewing the snowy, virgin pages with tears of love and longing. The post Unity Mitford: Her Diary, Her Fetish and Her Family appeared first on The Churchill P...
