I dunno, there’s a lotta fucking ruin in a nation. We’ve come through shit. Mostly. If you define getting to this point as coming through. And understanding other people haven’t.

The way by which I react to unpleasant stimulus in life is mostly to distract myself from my own pathos and misery by focusing on others’ and retreating to my self-image as the one who uniquely and tragically understands the grand pageantry of life so.