Two human occupations are addictive. One is agriculture where the spin of the wheel is climate. The other is writing where rewards are subject to culture, an aggregate phenomenon that loves “boxes” — assumptions — but is instead a rushing stream of reactions, so ambiguous as to create gambling addiction.

Evidently none of these people know the cautionary tale about “Simple Simon” who was always trying to do what he was told to do last time, with disastrous results, like carrying home his new puppy in a bucket of cold water as he was told to do when he carried home butter.