When I watch that man speak, all I can think is “that creep”. And I mean “creep” in precisely the sense of that feeling you get when you notice a poisonous centipede, or some other such verminous creature, crawling up your leg.
The odd thing is that anybody reading this will know, simply from the above description, exactly whom I am speaking about. And yet the people standing behind him in those videos are, for some odd reason, not visibly shuddering with horror.
And I can’t help thinking — What is wrong with those people?