You were born in a lower provincial Austrian backwater. Your father is an unpleasant minor bureaucratic cog with a drinking problem. Your mother loves you very much. You realise you are a special boy, and that you have a powerful vision. Through the purest force of will you achieve notoriety, then high office, and eventually, after great struggle, a unique place in history. Who are you?
There’s something about Arnold Schwarzenegger’s sharkily narrow eyes, which menace even when they are trying to smile.
