This is what Bunim disliked so intensely about politics. The art of empty speaking that most of the politicians seem to revel in having mastered. Why it was a skill to utter words while saying almost nothing of substance was unfathomable to him. It saved so much time to simply speak one’s mind and to tell the truth. As he stood there listening to Paul up there on that balcony, he felt revulsion filling his mouth and throat. That little man’s vacuous words were as distasteful as his condescending manner. Why the people around him were so beguiled by him, Bunim didn’t understand.