approach, anyone for any purpose, sexual or otherwise. All cafes and bars were closed. Liquor could only be obtained with a special permit, and the liquor so ob­tained could not be sold or given or in any way trans­ferred to anyone else, and the presence of anyone else in the room was considered prima facie evidence of conspiracy to transfer liquor.No one was permitted to bolt his door, and the police had pass keys to every room in the city. Accompanied by a mentalist they rush into someone’s quarters and start “looking for it.”The mentalist guides them to whatever the man wishes to hide: a tube of vaseline, an enema, a hand­kerchief with come on it, a weapon, unlicensed alcohol. And they always submitted the suspect to the most humiliating search of ihis naked person on which they make sneering and derogatory comments. Many a latent homosexual was carried out in a straitjacket when they planted vaseline in his ass. Or they pounce on any object. A pen wiper or a shoe tree.“And what is this supposed to be for?”“It’s a pen wiper.”“A pen wiper, he says.”“I’ve heard everything now.”“I guess this is all we need. Come on, you.”After a few months of this the citizens cowered in comers like neurotic cats.Of course the Annexia police processed suspected agents, saboteurs and political deviants on an assembly line basis. As regards the interrogation of suspects, Ben- way has this to say:“While in general I avoid the use of torture-torture