My guess is that the stress of manoeuvring himself into a position he is woefully unqualified for and incapable of handling is finally getting to him. The crushing reality of your own inadequacy would be too much for anyone but the most hardened psychopaths. What can he do? He knows it’s just a matter of time until the jig is up, and there’s no way he’s getting any more suitable for the role. Drinking yourself silly keeps the nasty thoughts of self-recrimination at bay, and gives an elusive moment of reprieve.

But you know your time is up, Kash. You know you’re a charlatan, a clown, who has no tools to fix the situation you built for yourself in your hubris. Do the right thing: Resign. For yourself, for your family, for your fucking country, for the world. Go home. No more trying to please the unpleasable man who turns on a dime.

Lentil curry (daal) is one of my staples. Indian vegetarian food in general is just fantastic.