Smug

“OK, OK, send her in and we'll take a look at her,” said the senior house officer, his tone pregnant with studied insolence, as if he was talking to a mentally defective child of 2.”Don't patronise me, you smug little shit,” I felt like saying, “I was looking after sick kids before you were masturbating.”

But I didn't, because I was that soldier, and neither would you, because we've all been there, haven't we; brainwashed, either overtly or insidiously, …