The New Socialist Era Dawns

There had to be some guy sitting in the back of a beer hall in Munich in 1933, listening to the victors sing their party songs and hail their new era of hope and change, who just quietly sipped his beer and thought to himself, “I don’t know, that guy with the moustache just gives me the creeps.”

I am that guy.

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