They would have you believe that by continuing the mistake you will fix it, correct it, make it all better.

Burn the finger even more, that’s the cure.

A wrong path followed longer is path to where? You can see the back of your head by staring into the distant space, if light travels faster, and if the universe is a perfect sphere. Too bad two wrongs about this world that is, not your pretend world that isn’t. To fix a mistake, first know the mistake. Perhaps a drunken president can not understand his own addiction, his own affliction. He is so unaware of his failures he must avoid them. He staggers naked to his old drunkards podium, a hero for the ages, strutting across White House stages.