Being an interrogator must be a difficult job. Think about it...you need to find a room that's dark with no windows, get a small stool and a single 200 watt light. It's probably better if the light is strung low and squeaks a lot. Maybe put some dirt or grease on the floor so when you kick out the stool the subject's face gets dirty or slimy. Then you need to get hardcore mean-looking men that are willing to throw in some knuckletime with a few shouts here and there.
I hear the first step is to be sure that your subject is uncomfortable. I bet interrogators are trained in a lot of ways to make that happen; the aforementioned knuckletime sure would get things started. I imagine if you follow it up with some heavy metal music, frequent iceberg-cold showers, a few well-placed firecrackers and a good ol' kick to the gut, the subject would be sufficiently uncomfortable for the session. Just think of the shopping list you need to get those items in order.
The actual interrogation must be the most painful task. You have to be awake, attentive, and reactive to each spoken word the entire time. You may get the occasional coffee break to discuss the progress with your colleagues, but in the end you are responsible for placing a person under duress until the prisoner chooses to speak about the topics in which you have an interest. You must always maintain a persona of confidence, aloofness, and antipathy (a few slaps to the jaw every now and then for good measure); unless you need to form a rapport, then you have to change gears and become the person's friend. All the time, waiting to hear just a few simple words.
I hesitate to think about the drug training, torture methods, and general sadism that's involved. Do you suppose they have classes teaching interrogators the proper way to punch a person in the face such that a) you don't injure your hands, and b) your subject feels enough pain to talk, but doesn't have a broken jaw? What are your job duties when there is nobody left to interrogate?
I also wonder about the family life after a hard day at the job. I'm not married, so I wouldn't know for sure, but for some reason I would think you shouldn't discuss work too much with the wife and kids.
Farewell Reader, have a good day.
Hussman
