The author would have us consider a wide diversity of materials as evidence of our cohabitation with the evil we prefer to think of as being in some other or former place. His aim is for us to see rather than to continue to "not see" certain continuities and juxtapositions that are out there. The good news is that if the author has indeed succeeded in (re-)locating the horror of National Socialism within the psychoanalytic discourse, then there is the outside chance at least that it can be contained (for example as ambivalent introject). The author does insist that the materials undergo the mediation of the unconscious, in particular his own. Hence his style, which walks the borderline, slipping and sliding in and out of pop-cultural puns or noise, will upset those who believe that neutrality and objectivity are still options for "historians" of twentieth-century traumatization. The author, who clearly and endearlingly (or naively) believes that there is intelligent life out there, is looking for nonphobic readers.