Wolverine, like all the X-Men mutants, feels at odds with the world. He did not choose to have his powers, they chose him, and yet he is hated. No matter his deep well of humanity, or his simple desire to live a normal life, untrammeled, at peace, he is constantly beset by a society that fears and refuses to accept him.
Similarly, the dude who invented real life Wolverine spring action hands and then used them to videotape himself clumsily ripping to shreds a cardboard box in what appears to be his grandmother's living room, although his weapons are of his own unsightly, really, really dangerous design, also feels himself at odds with the world. He too wishes to live a life of love and acceptance, carving out a place for himself in society the way he carved tiny little bits of cardboard out of the cardboard box he'd placed on the stool in the living room and attacked with his homemade Wolverine claws.
But for both of these men/animals, that is impossible.
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Yikes. Please be more careful, sir. I am worried for you. (Thanks for the tip, Edith.)
