From the beginning of the show to the end, vanity is the sole stimulus and reward of action—vanity, that never looks beyond the present.

Heaven commands thine arm To lift the sure-destroying sword!

Be the guy who's large and in charge because alpha fucks, beta bucks yo.

The return of the fresh little splinter of wood to the thronedom of radio was not accomplished as easily as his victory of last year, but he did manage to stay a comfortable span ahead of Jack Benny, his closest competitor.