Reading reviews of the Cheney memoir link, link, link, I remember the story--I could swear it is in Damon Runyon but I can't seem to track it down--about the cardsharp and the judge on the Staten Island Ferry. The judge wasn't really a judge; he was an old judge who spent most of his time asleep in a swivel chair on the aft deck. The cardsharp would play poker with all comers and most of the time, he'd just clean 'em out. Every once in a while--very rarely--the cardsharp would find a taker who couldn't be taken. Then they'd bring in the judge and he'd beat him honestly.
Translated: it isn't enough to win, you have to win with taunts and catcalls. It isn't that you need torture for victory, it's that victory without torture just isn't any fun.
The Wisdom of Heracles
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