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That evening I log onto the internet and review recording after recording of Douglas’s interrogation, listening to all the words spoken, not to be distracted as in past viewings by the revolting spoonfuls of sludge. There is first resistance, then reluctance, then after many dunkings, acceptance, and finally a completely subjugated Douglas who offers thanks and humbly beseeches for more. And I find Ms. Cromwell to be correct. At no time does Katerina or anyone but Douglas refer to the foul brown mush as s**t.
I also review Roger’s tapes. Same result, the captive jumps to a panicked but somewhat logical conclusion, and no one bothers to correct.
Whatever the substance really was and is, I am sure it was concocted in some government laboratory with the directive to replicate the look
