This is my pretty dead friend Dolores Mary Eileen O’Riordan.

This is my twitchy broken live friend Kenny, which–I mean it’s ridiculous, but some things that he says here made me so fuckin’ jealous that it started to crack the shell of the bitterness and put me back on the less traveled path to Going My Own Way.

Which–with equal ridiculousness–is a scrap of lyric that really does just so happen to cut both ways with perfectly equal savagery.

Meaning, I can scream it at you with the same force I’m screaming it at myself, and be right twice over.