For all the perverse ingenuity of their methods of destruction, there is a terrifying sameness to the regimes Royal describes; indeed, he warns that «it is just as difficult to retain a sense of the realities behind
these repetitive litanies of horror as it is to see real human beings behind pious descriptions.»
After all these non-climactic moments, the dramatic highlight is probably the fat and shirtless white man singing
a repetitive litany to the clap of his own hands, ending with an embarrassed smirk to the camera.