Insanity is doing the same thing over and over while expecting a difference result.
If he was Charlie Brown, he wouldn't even make it far enough for Lucy to yank the football away, he'd have wandered off only to later be found behind a tree stump jerking off with poison sumac and having shoved a pine cone up his ass.
How, how is it possible for someone to make it to their 30's without being able to use a single past fuck up as a learning experience? You get a ticket for speeding you slow your ass down in that part of town. You hit your thumb with a hammer you watch your aim on the next swing. You send dick pics to children, choke your grandma, beat your meat, scream racial epithets and homophobic slurs, steal music and artwork, and try ban evading, you don't get to be the next Stevie Ray Vaughn or Markiplier. No matter how much you think you deserve it.
He puts Hume's Law to the test on a daily basis. Chance steps on a rake and it smacks him in the face, he is surprised by this and then proceeds to step on the rake again and it smacks him in the face once more, which again surprises him. He continues to do this day after day because who knows, maybe one of these times instead of smacking him in the face it will magically turn him into Alexander Skarsgård and he'll have a billion dollar Powerball ticket in his hand. It hasn't worked yet but he's going to keep at it until it does.