- Satire
He grinned like the Cheshire Cat, laughed uncontrollably, giggled like a fifth grade girl, and stared at the ceiling aimlessly. He looked around the room dreamily casting his eyes this way and that. Now and then he would yell something incoherent—stepping on his opponent and sometimes the moderator, to make an occasional point that was largely lost on the audience. His voice went from the bombastic, to a low growl, to a soft whisper.
