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Fraktur

Roman type, said the Reich,
is Bolshevist. Lazy serifs
seduce the eye letter
to letter, like the stacked heel
of a loose woman; observe
how the characters twine
and kern together, vowels
freely mixing with consonants
in degenerate jazz step. Give us


the dark, jagged letter of the Sagas,
of Luther's flail, straight as spines
in singletime march. The sawteeth
of our slogans will hack though bone
to free us from the beartrap clutch
of the International Jew. No one
could read it, of course. Another trick


of the Jews, robbing us of our clear-
eyed history. Their lies have veiled
our sight as if from self-abuse. The Fatherland
returned to standard face. Everything
was legible. Orders were carried out
without delay.


[Ed. note: This actually happened. (Source: Some dude on NPR.) The Nazis took two things seriously: brand identity and blaming the Jews for everything.]