In 1893, Karl Luger founded the Christian Social Party, which had clearly anti-Semitic views. Two years later he won the elections to the municipality of Vienna and anti-Semite became the mayor of the city. The views of Luger caused disrespect for some, admiration for others, but, without any doubt, had an impact on Adolf Hitler, who would be in Vienna almost ten years later. He rented cheap housing near the river, but was in different Cafes, including Cetral Cafe. The atmosphere of Viennese cafes was special. They were not unambiguously right or left, right or wrong, good or bad, their own or others. These divisions will come later, when misfortune comes and the name of this misfortune is war. Hitler was indignant at what he considered the inconsistency of Luger anti-Semitism. For example, along with anti-Semitic speeches, Luger was friends with many Jews and his statement “I decide who the Jew” was later borrowed by Goering. Luger was an excellent mayor of the city. He did a lot to develop infrastructure and develop charitable institutions in Vienna. It is likely that something cheap housing that Hitler rented was made possible thanks to Luger policy. The writer Stefan Zweig, who lived in Vienna under Luger, characterized his activities: "His management of the city was absolutely fair and even typically democratic." Until now, Luger is revered as one of Vienna's remarkable burgomasteres. In honor of him, one of the Vienna Avenues-Rings was named, the area on which his monument is installed. Luger was buried at the Central Viennese Cemetery in the Karl Luger memorial church erected specially for him. Translated with Google Translate
City park as a house book. As soon as the yellowed sheets are touched, the city will begin to dump its stories with enthusiasm. They will be written in calligraphic handwriting with classic curls, imitating the era, or chopped pen strokes, in accordance with the directives of the time. With crafty boasting, they will hoist glorious citizens on a pedestal or, like skeletons in a closet, hide their obscene acts in the shadow of distant alleys. His trees whisper past rumors, ponds keep silent secrets, and swarms of pigeons sweep dried leaves from the tracks like dust from a book cover. And the longer you stay in the park, the more you understand that time puts everything in its place, passions disappear and only heaven and silence patronize the living, contemplating the earthly vanity from above. Such a city park in Vienna. Translated with Google Translate