What is it that drives us on? Fear of reprisal?
The offer of casual yet surreal sex from strangers in supermarkets?
Maybe.
I have a friend, no honest I do, who thinks it’s fear of being laughed at by
people in the street. But I think that’s too obvious.

Sarcasm, I think it might be sarcasm that drives me on, that and the urge
to insult as many people as possible on a daily basis.

Americans? I just don't get them. They're even dumber than the Yids.