How many times do I have to tell you it’s a Chaplin mustache!
Half of my Facebook friends probably think I’m a Nazi. We had a little gathering for my Army retirement after business hours in my units “Heritage Room.” It has various pictures and artifacts from the unit’s history. The unit has a pretty rich lineage to include parts of it being heavily involved in the liberation of both France and Italy. One of the artifacts is a medium sized Nazi flag that was taken off some dead Nazis. It is mounted on the wall along with a picture of the guy taking it from said Nazis. There were some raised eyebrows when I posted pictures with the flag in the background despite the fact that I preemptively explained what it meant. How much more anti-Nazi can you get than killing Nazis and taking their shit?
My father had an early copy of Shirer’s book. I don’t think it was first edition but probably damn close. Fantastic book and it’s big enough that you could also use it as boat anchor.
I mentioned this in the thread that was active when his story was active, I used to live near this guy. When I saw him at my kid’s doctors office it was before he went the Full Adolf. He dressed like a Brown Shirt but with no explicit Nazi regalia.
We have a picture of one of my great aunts very prominent in our formal room. It was taken right after World War II and she’s posing with a her sniper rifle and a handful of Iron Crosses along with helmets and other insignia on the ground around her. Every now and then some moron asks why she was posing with all that Nazi stuff since the Nazi’s tried to genocide the Roma.
My best friend in high school dated a girl whose mother kept a large self-portrait of herself on the living room wall… in Nazi Youth regalia, swastika tie pin prominent.