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   Then he burst out laughing at the very idea of anyone doing anything about it. “Hardly anyone in America even knows about The School of the Americas!”, he guffawed. “Have you ever even heard of it? We have created an American school of assassins that has been terrorizing South America for half a century! Have you ever even heard of it? A few grunts who carried out the torture at Abu Ghraib went to prison and their superiors who ordered it went free! People have been held and tortured for years without ever being charged with anything in Guantanamo and God knows where else! What is this, the second inquisition? And nobody puts a stop to it!”

   I was taken aback. I had been so swept up by this furious sermon that I was on the verge of tears. He howled with laughter. He threw himself to the ground and it shook under our feet.
   Pat flattened his ears and backed away “What’s with this goon?”
   Nanette’s tail was between her legs. “I don’t think he’s wrapped too tight.” 
   I picked them both up.