'MY NAME IS EGO!' He struts his big stuff Up and down my nice front room Elephantine git. His voice? Thunderous. "When I speak, wisdom trembles!" I do some face-palm. All of us have one: The huge, vile ego-monster. He has great power. He turns us into Smug, insufferable twats. For a time, at least. So, take a deep breath And kick him hard in the nuts. Then out the back door. When he's gone away You'll find, deep within, a calm You'd long forgotten. Humiliation? It brings true humility. That's its greatest gift.