Well, by way of a combined reply to no. 3's suggestion that I may be a super-villain and no. 4's allusion to British novels about "big bad Johnnies who (maybe) have a good inside", I'll admit that, yes, in my case as in that of ANOTHER "PInky", it could well be that "corruptio optima pessima est", because women certainly haven't treated me any better than their fucking quarterback boyfriends have all these years.
But at least it can't be said that I don't raise the cultural level somewhat on this board. I'd say, by all means, post Schiller/Beethoven if the spirit moves you, even if you do have it only by way of Anthony Burgess (not a put-down; I imagine you're at least thirty years younger than me and believe me, I got it by that path first myself). But be aware that there IS a dark and questionable side to that glorious and beautiful sentiment, and the exhilarating rush of that music - as indeed Burgess himself made clear enough.