The delicious snuggie of self regard. (Updat…

The thing about show trials is, they’re a bit fucking showy. The Australian writer Yang Hengjun, currently waiting to find out whether it suits the maximum panda Xi Jinping to have him shot in the back of the head, or tossed into some Xinjiang prison factory for twenty or thirty years, was dragged to his ‘secret’ trial in a heavy rubber biohazard suit.

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