Nausea.

Wow i love this Dialogue by Michel Houellebecq and Bernard-Henri Levy, "Nausea".

"Everything, they say, separates us - with the exception of one of fundamental point: we are both rather despicable individuals".

And thereon, there were witty bashing, opposing their differences through their "similar despicable-qualities" yet at the same time contriving a very blunt and brutal criticism, or more candidly over the top hatred.

"A confidant of the powerful, languishing since childhood in obscene wealth, you are emblematic of what certain downmarket magazines like Marianne consider the "limousine left" and what German periodicals more gracefully dub the Toskana-Fraktion."

"It is still the case that I am ill at ease and vulnerable before frank hostility. Each time I performed one of these infamous Google searches, I experienced the same sensation as during a particularly painful bout of eczema that ended with me scratching to the point of drawing blood".

An amazing sardonic metaphors delivered by the author. It is undoubtedly very harsh, if were to be placed into my perspective, or worse I being the subject of derogatory. It is particularly thrilling to discover the multiple layers of interwoven debilitating judgments of one onto the other, with such indirect frontal impact.

To illustrate such case, think of the indirect progression of harsh criticism bestowed upon the mere stipulation of "I am a pessimist". That "I believe in the opposite - that people who meddle with too much in the lives of their fellow men, to regerate it, are dangerous madmen, miscreants, or worse both". Clearly, or perhaps not so obviously, there is a delineation of criticism in such statement. Impressive.