diary / by Edward Mullany

Such is the banality of evil, to borrow a phrase from Hannah Arendt. It would rather spread quietly and unnoticeably, like a vapor, without calling attention to itself, than to impress itself on our consciousness with displays that reinforce our awareness of its reality, though on occasion it does that too, when it can clothe itself in enough grandeur or eloquence or bravado or false modesty that it can convince us that it is something other than it is.