The despicable phoniness of people who say, ‘Listen, I’m going to level with you here.’ What does that mean? It shouldn’t even need to be said. It should be obvious — written in block letters on your forehead. It should be audible in your voice, visible in your eyes, like a love who looks into your face and takes in the whole story at a glance. A straightforward, honest person should be like someone who stinks: when you’re in the same room with him, you know it.