I had a dream that I was Hitler! It turns out I wasn’t so much full of hate as I was full of cowardice.

It seemed to me that we were headed for a World War, and the only thing I cared about was that I did not personally fight in it. I thought the safest thing to do would be to be the leader of the country. That oughta make me pretty safe from the war! And the best way to become the leader would be to spout hate-filled vitriol, because that’s what the people wanted to hear.

So, I guess it was all a misunderstanding???