Unsympathetic narrators, the accurate representation of boredom, repetition, cliché, total defeat, probably not the healthiest preoccupations. But wait, there's more...

It just gets worse actually, a desperate need to communicate despair, it's a disease. I don't know how much of it is a product of having just wanted to be left the hell alone when I was a kid, how much sheer perversity, how much a hatred of false hopes.

There's plenty of hope, just not for us.