I think that you’re on to something. There is a certain angst that it seems like he possessed, not so much as hubris. If I may adjust my metaphorical armchair

I think that you’re on to something. There is a certain angst that it seems like he possessed, not so much as hubris. If I may adjust my metaphorical armchair and say that I’m patiently waiting for the feature piece on his life to be published in the next few months to a year or so, that will uncover something to the tune of anxiety, self-doubt, estranged familial ties or an addiction to an obscure pharmaceutical commonly used on narcoleptic koala bears.