It took me quite a while to convince the lady that the title referred to another book and that I was not a closet Nazi. There was a red Swastika on the front, and it was next to the title ‘A Most Dangerous Book'.
I was on an aeroplane holding a book in my hands, when an elderly English lady on my left asked me with unveiled suspicion and in a rather loud voice, ‘What on earth are you reading?' In my puzzlement, I showed her the cover, and then I realized. It is a rare experience for historians to shock other people simply by doing their work. Book review: A Most Dangerous Book: Tacitus' ‘Germania' from the Roman Empire to the Third Reich.
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