My acerbic wit

How do I say this gently? Do you know what irony is? Your problems stem from the denial of the fact that you’ve switched from one lifelong habit to another. This addiction justifies your childishly poor impulse control – it coddles you. You are painfully aware that history recycles yet you don’t see how its pattern works on you. You stay nestled in the recesses of everybody’s hate and stagnate because it’s easier to think you’re above everybody else; that by being the bitter witty clown you’ll somehow win. Being at the apotheosis of my benevolence – I abide by this instead of saying anything directly hurtful. But it slowly builds inside of me – and will eventually emerge. Run.