The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one’s real and one’s declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.
– George Orwell

This totally resonates with me. The tumor that was cut out of my life on Friday matches this exactly. I couldn’t help but squirm when I’d hear him say, “I’d like to dialog with you to determine any overarching needs that may be plaguing your….”