Orders to be executed

I had just taken a shower, went back to my room and was sitting at my desk, in my pajamas; I was finishing some schoolwork for the next day, before going to bed, when my father, after knocking on my door, came in and introduced his head, then opened it and went inside.

My father had always had an authoritarian personality, but not imposed by force; his interlocutors, myself included, recognized in him a charisma and an…