Down in the bunker Hitler raged: it was the betrayal of the people! It wasn’t the perfidy of Stalin! It wasn’t my generals! It was the moment those devils at Chicago Molded Products put their shoulders to the wheel! Even that I could have taken if their mocking caricature hadn’t sapped my will and sense of strength! Schwein!
In truth, Hitler seems a bit disengaged here, playing along for the same of huomoring the fist. Oh it hurts. Oh the pain. Will it never stop.