Bullets

Diary, 15 November 1995:

There are young men who are without limit. They feel nothing except their exstatic, delirious addiction to destruction. The sum of their emotional ability resides in the fact that they shoot a baby not with one, but with five bullets. It is a form of reverence, or deference. After all, four of the bullets were not really necessary. One would have been enough if killing the baby had been their objective. The extra four bullets had, I imagine, a symbolic value.