Originally Posted by Mapple
So the conspiracy has to be so multifaceted that its different partners act on their own accord, simultaneously managing to keep everything secret for 80+ years?
Well in the case of Anna Anderson, it would have been more like 60+ years. I really can't say if there was a conspiracy or not, but I can say that for me personally the DNA tests did not manage to answer all my questions.
When I first read about the DNA tests, I was absolutely baffled by the results. I tried so hard to accept that Anna Anderson was not Anastasia and was Franziska Schanzkowska, but there is still so much that I can't understand. How could a Polish peasent have fooled those who were so close to Anastasia Nicholaevna, into being such supporters all throughout their life, such as Tatiana Botkin and Gleb Botkin, whose father was murdered with the family, as well as Lili Dehn, Empress Alexandra's best friend, into thinking she was the girl they once knew. No imposter in history has ever attained such recognition as this before. In there was the way the FS case was handled in court. An excerpt from Peter Kurth's "Anastasia":
"Doris Wingender brought 2 pictures out of her bag now. One depicted herself in 1920, wearing, she said, the famous blue suit she had given to Franziska in the summer of 1922, when Anastasia was missing from the home of Baron Von Kleist. The second showed Anastasia later on in Tiergarten. "You are going to see the same suit in this photograph," said Doris triumphantly, handing the photographs to the judge.
Weirkmeister looked at the picture in silence. Then he looked back at Doris and said with a frown, "But something has been erased in this picture of you." 'Yes,' said Doris, that was true. In the original photograph a man had been standing at her shoulder. "I had this removed because at the time certain wicked people were accusing me of having loose morals. Werkmeister sniffed. Then he passed the pictures around the courtroom, while lawyers and journalists stared at them both and shrugged their shoulders.
"You can easily see the two suits are identical," said Doris, unprompted, from the bar, "they've got the same buttons, the same belt..." But Werkmeister wasn't sure.
"Listen," said the judge, "we're going to get an expert opinion on these." Doris Wingender was exceedingly displeased to hear it.
...But Anastasia's friends were considerably pleased when, in 1958, the police experts at Hamburg-Altona delievered the report on Doris Wingender's pictures. The clothing in the two photographs, the police informed, was not only not identical, but on one of the suits, "the buttons and the belt have been drawn in after the fact."
The judges at Hamburg passed over this in total silence.
Another witness opposing Anna Anderson, Gerda Von Kleist, refused to take the oath when asked.
Martha Borkowska, an old aquaintance of Franziska Schanzkowska from Poland, had been called to reminisce. When presented with a stack of photographs, she recognized each one as Franziska except the one of Franziska.
....As for Doris, she wasn't up to form. She broke down under Wollman's attack, sobbing out and crying, "I can't anymore! I have the flu!"
Wollman would not let up. He had located a copy of Die Woche, the Berlin magazine in which, said Doris, she had first recognized Franziska Schanzkowska in a photograph of Anastasia.
"In this photograph?" Wollman asked.
"And it was upon seeing this picture that you went off the the Nachtausgabe?"
"Yes. I don't feel well."
"And it was from this picture which allowed you to conclude that the invalid at Castle Seeon... was your Polish girl?"
"I suppose the 1500 marks weren't going to be paid out unless you made an identification."
"Correct. As soon as the identification was made."
Wollman handed the magazine to the judges. The photograph of Anastasia's face they saw, was little more than a smudge of ink.- a white blob with two black circles for eyes and another where the mouth was supposed to be.
"Why," said the judge, "from that you could recognize anybody or nobody."
Doris got the point. Dominique Aucleres observed she had gone 'white as a wall'.
"I'm sick," she cried. "I've got the flu."
"A chair for my witness," cried Berenburg-Gossler.
"You're going to take the oath," said Judge Peterson to Doris.
"I can't! I can't tonight. Take my pulse."
"Well," said Dominique Aucleres. "A judge isn't a hangman after all."
Wollman was furious "I want that oath given and given now!"
Bathge tried to calm him. "She'll be given the oath later by one of the Berlin magistates."
While they were arguing Doris Wingender slipped from the room. She never came back. And that, for all intents, was the end of the legend of Franziska Schanzkowska."
This is one question which will always baffle me.