Aldous Huxley was right when he said that we love the things that oppress us.  Some of those things we love yet that have us in chains are anger, an unforgiving spirit, slander, and gossip.  Certainly not an exhaustive list, but often the kinds of “respectable sins” with which we put up. 

About anger I think Frederick Bruechner said it well:

Of the Seven Deadly Sins, anger is possibly the most fun. To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to savor to the last toothsome morsel both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back — in many ways it is a feast fit for a king. The chief drawback is that what you are wolfing down is yourself. The skeleton at the feast is you.

Examine your life…enjoying any of these “pleasures”?