Revisited this book after a few years and its relevance has only become apparent after stacking up the reading of event based histories. History (record of existence) as is taught in school traces events rather than ideas, colouring our vision with acts rather than thoughts. The result is that the reader is invited to interpret these acts in their own way using their conditioned sense of reality in the way of context, values and ideas. In order to discover the true record one needs to begin with the ideas and thoughts of the time as it is from here that the events spring forth. This then is the unadulterated record and is found in no less than the culture of the time. Its painting, sculpture, architecture, music, prose, poetry, pageantry, propaganda and film etc. Jay Baird focuses on these things rather than the events and paints a picture of a romantically heroic vision of a regime that followed its ideals to its catastrophic end. It is said that only true heroes die for their ideals. So to did the worlds greatest despotic villain.