On those occasions when I choose to slog through the veritable swamp of the uncivil Schwab's writing, I'm often reminded of these words from the Coen brothers' brilliant film, Barton Fink:

"Mister Fink, they have not invented a genre of picture that Bill Mayhew has not, at one time or other, been invited to essay. Yes, I have taken my stab at the rasslin' form, as I have stabbed at so many others, and with as little success. I gather that you are a freshman here, eager for an upperclassman's counsel. However, just at the moment, I have drinking to do... "