There is a collector of dolls who likes to dress them up in Nazi uniforms, and have the cadet sitting on the officer’s knee. “here’s a bunch of guys in a cardboard box before i hide them – i have to hide them when my family comes to visit, or else they’ll think i am retarded.”
This is so horrible that my reactions loop the loop and bang into each other like an executive toy that has been struck with a hammer. I end up thinking quite warm and fuzzy thoughts about human diversity. Some stupidity and nastiness is so grotesque that it expands your sense of possibility.