Sir Maxwell Aitken, the 1st Baron Beaverbrook, was the most influential Canadian of World War II.
But Aitken, who grew up in Newcastle, New Brunswick, was at Churchill’s right hand in the cockpit of power during the “Finest Hour,” and in charge of aircraft production during the crucial epic Battle of Britain.
Nicknamed “Max” or “the Beaver,” he was one of Churchill’s closest confidants.
After the surrender of France on June 25, 1940, Great Britain and the Empire stood alone against the Third Reich. Faced with the threat of invasion across the English Channel, the island nation by July fell under heavy air attack by the Luftwaffe, the German Air Force.
It’s a powerful myth that has stuck. Both Churchill himself (a prolific historian), his official biographer Martin Gilbert, and many political leaders tapping into the Churchill legend, have extolled the story. It has the benefit of being true in broad brush strokes. (Its fallacies are a topic for another article.)
His personal finest hour occurred during World War II when, at a key time, he was the prime minister’s daily companion over dinner or for brandy and late-night conversation. Even great men need the cheer of friends—and Churchill was a generous convenor to men who were misfits like himself.
Churchill’s inner circle remained loyal to him in the wilderness years (1929–1939) when he was an MP but held no cabinet post. At that time, even Aitken declared Churchill a “busted flush.”
By 1940, it was too late to prevent Hitler from dominating Europe. He already did.
With Churchill’s romantic view of history, including his own destiny in it, he appreciated Beaverbrook as a buccaneer rather like himself. Both were mischievous pirate-patriots in the mould of Sir Walter Raleigh and Sir Francis Drake, adventurers in Churchill’s dramatic bestselling epic “History of the English-Speaking Peoples.”
There has been much debate around whether Aitken was really the wizard of aircraft production that the Churchill myth (and the Beaverbrook myth) claimed. Aitken’s “personal force and genius,” Churchill wrote, “swept aside many obstacles,” firing and sidelining bureaucrats to get his way.
Taylor counted Aitken “among the immortal few who won the Battle of Britain,” who, “at the moment of unparalleled danger … made survival and victory possible.” Sir Hugh Dowding, in charge of Fighter Command, praised the Beaverbrook effect as “magical.”
Freeman quickly understood Aitken’s manic methods and overriding goal to produce five key aircraft—the Wellington, Whitley, and Blenheim bombers and the Hurricane and Spitfire fighters—at the expense of other models, spares production, and maintenance. (Pre-1940 production and spares had been failing, and many of the changes credited to Beaverbrook were in fact recommended by Freeman.) Freeman himself admired Beaverbrook’s “ruthless way” in ordering that damaged aircraft be cannibalized for working parts rather than repaired, and that materiel held up by bottlenecks should be promptly expropriated.
And no one questions that Aitken brought to bear private sector energy, hiring dynamic men such as Patrick Hennessy from Ford UK, Trevor Westbrook from Vickers, and G.C. Usher from International Combustion to pressure and often to go around the military bureaucracy. Beaverbrook himself took no salary, and paid many of his staff from the payroll of his Daily and Sunday Express newspapers.
When Beaverbrook was informed that several experienced engineers on Ludwig Loewy’s team were German Jews who had fled to England in 1938 but were now interned as enemy aliens, causing production delays, he sent a group of German-speaking Jews into the internment camps to obtain their release on his say-so, and put them to work in his department.
Churchill described Beaverbrook as his “tonic,” someone who kept him buoyant, a “real help and spur.” “Some people take drugs,” he said, “I take Max.” Together they understood the mission of the world empire of liberty led by Britain, “her message and her glory.” He called Beaverbrook his “foul weather friend” and the Battle of Britain his own “hour” of triumph.
It was a first step on the road to victory over Nazism five years later.