Hey, today's topic comes from one of our viewers, Victor Lamarer. Thanks for the suggestion.

You think you know this story. Most people do. Bad guy rises to power, starts a war,

loses the war, the end. Simple, clean, easy to file away and forget. But here's the thing.

Hitler didn't do any of this alone. Behind every genocide, every book

burning, every calculated lie broadcast over the radio was a small circle of deeply broken men

who made it all possible. Men with bruised egos, failed careers, and enough personal baggage to

fill a train, which, as it turns out, is exactly how he recruited them.

Germany in the early 1930s was humiliated, bankrupt and furious, and into that void walked not just one monster, but a whole crew of them, each one with their own domain,

their own methods, their own flavour of evil.

Tonight we're going through them one by one,

the propagandist, the executioner, the architect, the addict in a metal-covered uniform.

So drop a comment right now.

Where are you watching from? What time is it?

Because I want to know who's still awake for this one.

Get comfortable. This is going to get dark.

Picture this. It's 1931. You're a middle-aged German man. You had a job once,

a decent one. Maybe you worked in a factory or ran a small shop or fixed watches in a little storefront with your name above the door. You were proud of that. Then the war happened,

and Germany lost in the most humiliating way imaginable, not by being conquered

city by city, but by signing a piece of paper in a French palace that essentially said,

You owe us everything, forever, and also it's entirely. Your fault. The Treaty of Versailles,

signed in 1919, didn't just end a war. It performed open surgery on Germany's sense of self, without anesthesia.

Germany lost roughly 13% of its territory.

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