Think of it as a queue: people waiting to see the President. Half a million people standing a meter apart would form a line five hundred kilometers long — from the White House to, say, Greensboro, North Carolina.

Half a million people waiting to see the President! He’s a busy man, but in the three and a half years since the invasion started four hundred people a day on the average have stepped into his office — another man, woman, or child every three or four minutes, day in and day out — and without looking at them he has picked up his Luger and blown their brains out.