I met the body they call the Cardinal today. I'd seen him around. I'd heard the rumors... that he's been to the camps.
You'd never know it. None of the symptoms: no watery stare, no nervous glances to see who's watching, no unsolicited testimonials for the redemptive power of consumer goods.
He's actually quite amusing--lots of irreverent jokes. He laughs out loud. When did you ever hear of a graduate of the camps who laughs out loud?