the tribunal endnote: everything comes back to urine

The tribunal's ground-note, dropped in flat. Even the dimmest window-dressing administrator's one contribution is "something about urine" — the whole scene sits on the urine-testing apparatus, and the register keeps surfacing (the O.N.A.N.T.A. urologist, the sterile Visine bottles produced from under the chair, the specter of the scan). The governance machine's deepest language is the piss-test; that's the substrate the closing-of-ranks is conducted over.