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Success, supposedly, is harder than failure. At least that’s the cliché. I have no firsthand experience, unless one counts consuming a 4-pack of 10% Moonraker tall cans in one sitting a success. Whereas failure is a warm blanket of the status quo the logic goes that success breeds enhanced expectations, enhanced expectations breed real responsibilities, and suddenly half the country is pissed at you for making Luke Skywalker drink green tit milk.