We get it Chris, you have a hard-on for the Nazi in the lederhosen, chopping logs in the cabin in the woods. To me, it was like learning to speak Chinese, and never going to China. He was an influence, a negative one. His dismantling of the rationalist tradition was a dead-end whose only virtue was to create a private language so that initiates could recognise one another - rather like the fans of Tolkein or World of Warfare. Speaking Heideggerian reminded me most of Edwin Abbott's fable Flatland, set in a world of two dimensions. The hero, finding himself incapable of explaining what objects with mass are, spots a sphere passing through flatland, and calls to his hosts, look, a sphere! They look at him quizzically and explain that they just saw a small point expand into a large circle and then shrink down again to a point.
You can argue that there is no relation between Heidegger's politics and his philosophy, but there is, as he himself insisted. The anti-rational project was coterminus with fascism. Destruction of ontology = book burning; Being-towards-death = Nazi death cult; authenticity = German romanticisim; 'The They' = the working class; their 'endless chatter' = democracy. The turning point in his argument is the claim that the They can never be anything like a collective subject - namely a refutation of popular democracy, which he was attacking in Georg Lukacs, his rival in 1923 for the man with the answer to the question of the age, 'alienation'. Heidegger's answer was a descent into stupidity, Lukacs' was socialism. I prefer the latter.
Heidegger's gravitational pull was indeed great, as great as the gravitational pull of atavistic stupidity and violence was in the 1920s and 30s. Few people escaped its influence, more's the pity. It has taken us a long time to awaken from that nightmare, it was shameful of the disoriented leftists of the 1970s to revive that reactionary project.
Having invested the effort of learning Heideggerian, it is understandable that you do not want to abandon your investment. But it isn't doing you any good. It is just a daft hobby, like stamp-collecting. Like the Who sang, 'many, many times before, Messiah's pointed to the door, but no-one's had the guts to leave the temple..'