google.com, pub-3998556743903564, DIRECT, f08c47fec0942fa0 The Devil And His Apprentice: What Hitler And Mussolini Shared

The Devil And His Apprentice: What Hitler And Mussolini Shared

 – And What Tore Them Apart

By  Emeka Chiaghanam

 

You can smell the sweat and smoke in the beer hall where Adolf Hitler first saw Benito Mussolini as an idol. It’s 1922. Mussolini has just marched on Rome, seizing power while Hitler, a failed artist with a chip on his shoulder, watches from Munich, scribbling furious notes.

They would become history’s most infamous duo, the fascist pioneer and his more monstrous protégé. One ruled with theatrical bravado, the other with chilling precision. Both left nations in ruins. But what really bound them together? And why, in the end, did one die cowering in a bunker while the other swung from a meat hook?

The Rise: Two Men Who Sold the Same Lie

Picture post-WWI Europe: starving veterans, shattered economies, humiliation hanging thick in the air. Mussolini, a former socialist journalist, and Hitler, a trench soldier with no real career, both understood something primal, people will trade freedom for the illusion of strength.

Mussolini got there first. By 1922, his Blackshirts bullied their way to power. No grand ideology, just nationalism wrapped in Roman Empire cosplay. He didn’t even write his "doctrine" until after taking control.

Hitler studied him like a blueprint.

Both used the same playbook:

  • Theatrical rallies (Mussolini’s balcony speeches vs. Hitler’s Nuremberg spectacles)
  • Enemies everywhere (for Mussolini, liberals; for Hitler, Jews)
  • Violence as virtue (Blackshirts beat leftists in streets; SA thugs murdered rivals)

Yet here’s the twist: Mussolini never truly wanted to destroy democracy, just dominate it. Hitler? He burned the system to ashes.

The Cult of Personality: Charisma vs. Calculation

Mussolini swaggered. Chest out, jaw thrust forward, he performed power. Women threw themselves at him; crowds chanted "Duce! Duce!" like a mantra. But peel back the propaganda, and you find a shallow narcissist, a man who changed policies to match whichever advisor spoke last.

Hitler? No charm. Just hypnotic intensity. Those who met him described his "glassy stare," how he could talk for hours without blinking. Where Mussolini ruled through bluster, Hitler weaponized belief. His anti-Semitism wasn’t political strategy, it was religion.

A telling detail: Mussolini kept mistresses; Hitler barely touched Eva Braun. One craved adoration; the other demanded submission.

The War: Where Their Paths Diverged

1938.          Hitler visits Rome. Mussolini shows off faux-Roman monuments, desperate to impress. The Führer sneers at Italy’s "weak" architecture. The power dynamic is clear—the student has outgrown the teacher.

When WWII erupts, Mussolini hesitates. His army isn’t ready. But Hitler’s early Blitzkrieg wins intoxicate him. He jumps in… and immediately flounders. Greece humiliates Italy; Germany has to bail them out.

Here’s the fatal difference:

  • Mussolini saw war as theater, grand gestures without substance
  • Hitler waged it as genocide, industrialized slaughter

By 1943, Italy turns on Mussolini. Hitler? He drags Germany down with him, ordering cities burned rather than surrender.

The Falls: A Study in Contrast

April 28, 1945. Partisans drag Mussolini and his mistress to a roadside. Gunshots. Their bodies are hung upside down in Milan’s Piazzale Loreto, flesh pelted with rotten vegetables.

Two days later, Hitler poisons his dog, newlywed wife, then himself. SS men burn his corpse in a shell-cratered garden.

One death was public, a grotesque carnival of revenge. The other? A controlled exit, denying enemies even the satisfaction of his capture.

The Legacy: Why One Is Remembered Differently

Today, Mussolini is almost a joke, a cautionary tale about hollow machismo. But Hitler? His name still chills. Why?

Because Mussolini wanted to rule. Hitler wanted to erase. The Holocaust wasn’t "politics", it was apocalyptic hatred given bureaucratic form.

Yet here’s what chills me most: both started as losers. A failed artist and a mediocre journalist who clawed their way up by promising broken people a villain to blame.

 

 

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