Vesovic says his basic feeling about his former friend [sc. Karadzic] was ‘that you can mould him into what you need, that he didn't have [any] moral fibre, or even a mental strength, that he was kind of plasma, that he was a plasmatic being.’ Is the International Tribunal in the process of moulding this plasmatic being into yet another form, one that can support a contemporary set of desires to attribute super-human capacities to him, and thereby avoid coming into contact with a more mundane, but also more complex and demanding, reality?
But a clammy feeling soon dampened his enthusiasm, and he looked down to find his fine white suit streaked with violet where the ianthinas had discharged their ink.
You know, Louis, the only time I see messages from James any more is when someone who hasn't implemented killfiling (mostly you) responds to him. Once you get killfiles working then you too can be freed from the tyranny of our little shitweasel.
But Tom was at the sideboard, fatiguing the salade with all the up-handed ceremony of a regimental drummer at work.