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`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on` And how do you know that you're mad?'`To begin with,' said the Cat, `a dog's not mad. You grant that?'`I suppose so,' said Alice.`Well, then,' the Cat went on, `you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.'

in Alice in Wonderland

ps - in the process of self-sabotage, which is made worse when the music ("buttons", "maneater", "sexyback") is getting sweatier ...