I scream in utter agony. My sweat-soaked body shudders and I strain at the ropes that hold me in the chair. The big Chinaman with the eyepatch is pushing the tiny shards of needle-sharp bamboo under four of my fingernails. I haven’t been in this much pain ever, even after taking a Commie bullet in Korea. I cry out for the big Chink to stop but see only evil malice smiling back at me through the solitary, slanted eye. Then the dimly lit basement starts to spin and I mercifully start to go to Dick Lovely Bye Bye Land…