Bassim
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- Bosnia Herzegovina
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At his father's funeral, Robert looked at the gathered guests, thinking that at least a half of them had come not out of respect for Professor Thompson but out of malice. They were glad to see him finally dead. His father told him many times about the atmosphere at his university and all the backstabbing, hatred and envy that were going on behind the refined world of academia. "So many psychopaths is difficult to find in any other institution," he used to say. "There are many small Hitlers, Idi Amins and Stalins with PhDs and other honorary degrees, who would throw anyone who disagree with them into a gas chamber, if they only got a chance."
As Robert shook hands with the guests and looked everyone in the eyes, his father's voice echoed in his head. He didn't believe in telepathy, but some people avoided his eyes and gave him a limp handshake, as if they were reading his thoughts. He wanted to asked them if they were the jerks his father was talking about but than thought better of it. This was a solemn occasion, and he didn't want to tarnish the memory of his father with a scandal.
At his father's funeral, Robert looked at the gathered guests, thinking that at least a half of them had come not out of respect for Professor Thompson but out of malice. They were glad to see him finally dead. His father told him many times about the atmosphere at his university and all the backstabbing, hatred and envy that were going on behind the refined world of academia. "So many psychopaths is difficult to find in any other institution," he used to say. "There are many small Hitlers, Idi Amins and Stalins with PhDs and other honorary degrees, who would throw anyone who disagree with them into a gas chamber, if they only got a chance."
As Robert shook hands with the guests and looked everyone in the eyes, his father's voice echoed in his head. He didn't believe in telepathy, but some people avoided his eyes and gave him a limp handshake, as if they were reading his thoughts. He wanted to asked them if they were the jerks his father was talking about but than thought better of it. This was a solemn occasion, and he didn't want to tarnish the memory of his father with a scandal.
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