When things get seriously terrible I kind of get excited. I think this is a product of being an American. It’s is if I have a sense of the quality and depth of catastrophe, so that I am a sort of connoisseur of disaster, especially my own. So, even in the midst of absolutely lethal nightmares, a secret part of me is like ‘wow, this is pretty great, I mean, this is -quality- disaster. The Real Thing™. It could get -even deeper- from here!’

This is not necessarily one of my better qualities.