This world is big and wild and half insane
I'd like to reiterate: No matter the mood I'm in, a listen to the Kinks song "Animal Farm" always makes things okay. It's the Song of Happiness. The one thing I could imagine destroying my dogged spunk forever (if I may be so brazen as to claim I possess dogged spunk) would be for something truly bad to happen while "Animal Farm" was playing.
But, no. Only good things happen with Ray Davies.