Shut up. Just… shut it you little… oh, when I get my hands on you. No, not Tiny Tim. You probably saw him in later life looking like a prototypical Einstein. Is it Hegel? No, it’s not fucking Hegel. It’s Hegel’s worst nightmare. His nemesis. No, not the Sayyid Qutb of communism. You think you’re clever? Unlikely. You might as well give up.
And now you’re making that face again. Here – young and cheerless. Later – curmudgeonly and unforgiving. Human life, like all inferior goods, is (he says) covered on the outside with a false glitter.