I wrote that there must be some good aspects in what Hitler did, otherwise so many people would not have followed him.
One initially wonders how, living in Norway one's whole life, it is possible to accumulate material for a six-volume autobiography. This is readily explained by the Times, which notes that he spent 100 pages recounting how as a lad he hid beer-bottles in the snow for a party, and another 50 pages in another volume describing how much he disliked another party, this one in Sweden. And yet apparently 10% of all Norwegians have read his books.
For my part, I refuse to believe this is not a Lake Wobegon joke.