Can I even emphasize the self control it took NOT to buy this book today -- The Malcontents: The Best Bitter, Cynical and Satirical Writing in the World? I mean, how perfect is that for me? I'm feeling smug because I had the good sense to realize that two days away from a major move I am likely not going to have the time or energy to read Voltaire and Twain, even if they are brilliant and bitter.