Do you procure some sense of self-satisfaction when your ideological lackeys encourage your trolling?

"The Ideological Lackeys" would be a good name for a band.

Sometimes it seems too easy, but then again it's good to have your ego boosted when you have taken a knock. Like when someone in Books& Authors said they suspected I wasn't a real writer at all.

My lackeys know better than to encourage my trolling, darling. They've been strictly instructed to spend their time praising my beauty and getting me more gin.

(((DD)))

Nobody encourages me :(.

Self-satisfaction seems to have its own enriched uranium power source.

I'm sorry this isn't the anti-R & anti-S section. But glad to have you.