Before we begin I stop by one of the organizers' table and half-jokingly note that I hope there will be no racist remarks today.
OK, let's be precise. "Yesterday morning, during the first lecture", specify I.
"He wasn't any better when he was younger", helpfully supplies another organizer. I don't doubt it.
I really don't want to comment on it; it wouldn't do it justice. I got a copy from the author; I need to read it carefully and think hard about it.
Since I've expressed interest in his work, he gives me his business card. His background is in... cinematography?!
Wow.
The depth of his thought could easily put in his shirt pocket half of the room full of professors and doctors.