I had a couple arguments online recently, and came away with bruises. The upside of insult, though, for a writer, is always that you can plow it back into your work and make it pay you. It's petty, I'll admit, to turn your frustrated retorts, conceived too late (what the French call l'esprit de l'escalier, staircase thoughts), into end zone dances after your opponent has left the field. But we writers are petty men.
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