(PHOTO CREDIT: YARNSPINNERR) “So what do you have to say in your defense Herr Eichmann?” The man in the witness box stood ramrod straight and remorseless. With the contours of a derisive grin slowly taking shape, he replied, “they are durable and soft to step on.” The prosecutor’s rage now was in full bloom. Turning … Continue reading The souls of the Withered