This makes so much sense. They really will live to regret their future. The only question is why are people surprised by this (scan fan forums - the kids are distraught) - Chaplin’s a puppet, a puppet for Rice-Oxley who writes all the music, a puppet for the record company, a puppet for the fans to project their nice-nice ideas on, a puppet for everyone. He’s in a great big enormous shite pianorock band and he hates himself - of course he’s going to be gorging the sweeties to make life bearable.