At any given moment, it could all be quite tedious. And looking back, more than twenty years after the Rome Treaty was signed, the overall tempo was glacial. Judges came and went. The Court’s second Prosecutor was just entering the twilight of her nine-year term. There were three completed trials, memorialized in judgments running many hundreds of pages. The trials lasted seven years or more, hearing hundreds of witnesses, pondering thousands of documents – all with long identification codes announced in ritual tones. Motions were filed seeking extensions to the page limits for so-called “briefs” submitted by the parties. (Upon deliberation, some of those motions were denied, some not.) Much of it took place with curtains lowered in the public gallery, beyond the scrutiny of observers.