My epiphanic Glastonbury revelation, made with the assistance not of magic mushrooms at 4am but of piss-weak Carlsberg at 4pm, is that anything in which I have to put in ten times the effort of anyone else, or ten times more input than output, is destructive and wearying. Part of me enjoys being a leader or a guide, but there's only so much I can ( Read more... )

( Usual whining )