the chief motto of British service industries.
They are also chosen, he points out, by
a surprisingly large number of auto-tattooists for the exercise of their dermatographical art.
He recalls a patient who
had the two words tattooed in mirror writing upon his forehead, no doubt that he might read them in the bathroom mirror every morning and be reminded of the vanity of earthly concerns.
a little glimpse into the Hobbesian moral world inhabited by a section of the population with whom we normally have little contact: they actually want to be considered psychopathic.
A considerable number of the auto-tattooed inject themselves with swastikas. At first Dalrymple thought this was
profoundly nasty, a reflection of their political beliefs.
People who believe (as one of my recent patients did) that the Second World War started in 1918 and ended in 1960—a better approximation to the true dates than some I have heard—are unlikely to know what exactly the Nazis and their emblem stood for, beyond the everyday brutality with which they are familiar, and which they admire and aspire to.