"Scene: I’m in the hotel bar after a Bilderberg session in Belgium. I get into conversation with an elderly fellow-attendee, a wealthy German businessman. Then: 'You know, I was a Nazi.' Weren’t a lot of people? 'Oh yes. But I was especially ardent. I volunteered for service in Russia.' What happened? “My parents were aghast. They thought the war was madness. They were influential people – and so my father got me an assignment as military attaché in Portugal. That’s the only reason I’m alive now'".