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While serving at trials for murder, abuse and other crimes, he privately writes a multi-volume 'History of Bestiality' that sets these local cases beside the torture chambers, witch burnings, colonial massacres and Nazi camps of European history. The book is his confessional notebook, written from inside the machinery of justice by someone who has no official voice in it.
Human cruelty is not an occasional breakdown of an otherwise decent order. It is a constant thread running from medieval torture through the modern courtroom to the death camps. Institutions that claim to suppress bestiality, such as law, church and state, repeatedly organize, ritualize and license it, so the punishers draw on the same drives as the punished.
Viewed from the lowest functionary in the room, a trial looks less like a search for truth and more like staged theater. Robes, procedure and dignified language cover the same appetite for punishment and spectacle that the defendant stands accused of. The servant is present but disregarded, and that position lets him see through the respectable surface to the violence underneath.
Freedom here is not a political condition but an instant of total clear sight, when a person grasps the full scale of human bestiality without the comforting illusions that make ordinary life bearable. That clarity frees him, but it also leaves him unable to go on living as before. It pushes him toward a final choice about whether to go on existing at all.