“Keep it away from me!” shouted his lordship.
William shook his head.
“Oh, yes?” said Otto, still advancing. “You think I am an it? Vell, let me act like an it.”
He grabbed Lord de Worde’s jacket and held him up in the air, with one hand, at arms length.
“Ve have people like you back home.” he said. “Zey are the vuns who tell the mob vot to do. I come here to Ankh-Morpork, zey tell me things are different, but really it is alvays the same. Alvays zere are damn people like you!”
- Terry Pratchett, The Truth