Is this a replay of the ‘if it’s mine it can’t be worth much’ gambit? That gambit I so often deploy against myself, out of a suspicion that my experience of things is compromised by some original and inexplicable flaw[?] —Harry Mathews
One sacred pedestrian says to another, “I know you don’t like me, I hear it in your voice, see it in your nuanced body. I am intolerable.” How embarrassing, when someone we despise appeals to our face against the sentence handed down them.