7 deadly

Before breaking down the 7 deadly sins, let's deal with the concept. "Deadly" is a wee bit melodramatic, but we'll allow literary license. "Sins" is problematic - the denotation of sin is one of human failing related to some moral absolute. "Moral absolute" is possibly a nonsense term, and the greatest "sin" of all is original sin, the single most self-loathing, spirit-maiming notion humanity has cooked up. I suppose "7 insidious character traits" lacks panache? Ah well.
PRIDE
I have no inherent problem with pride. Pride is all around us, and is healthy or unhealthy only inasmuch as how we use it. I find no fault in being proud of a child (helen keller), or a country (Switzerland), or a discovery (the wheel), or an institution (Amnesty International), or an expression (Starry Night...the Traveling Wilburys). Let your spirits swell when you think upon these, and be proud of your species. Okay good, now go back to being chokingly ashamed. Pride is of course misplaced and excessive more often than not however, particularly in this culture of ego gone steroidal.
ENVY
I like envy. It can be a peaceful emotion. I always compare it to its destructive cousin, jealousy. Jealousy says "i want that". Envy says "that looks nice". Envy can motivate achievement, or simply trigger flights of imagination.
ANGER
I like anger too, in tiny doses. There is a need and place for righteous anger. I find that i get angry once every year or two. This i attribute to my peaceful spirit...and also perhaps to the fact that i don't get out enough. Some (lovers) have wished that i would get angry more often, as they see anger as a sign of caring. I care, i really do. But i'll save my anger for puppy torturers.
GREED
The inability to be happy and alive in a moment when all your needs are met, is possibly the greatest failing of a failed species.
SLOTH
Hmmm, sloth. Were humans slothful before we developed agriculture, and spent most of our days in a free-time happy haze? What do you call someone who works two hours a day and lounges the rest? A cat? Or just efficient? What would you call a culture where you work only six months of the year? I don't think i can claim to have ever been essentially slothful...in my life, there has always been a sense of continually moving from one activity to another. The one or two moments this hasn't been the case have truthfully freaked me out a tiny bit. But over the years, more and more of my activities have been happily devoted to recreation. Humanity has been relentlessly degraded by the agricultural/industrial revolutions. We need to reclaim some sloth.
GLUTTONY
I can't get behind gluttony. Isn't it just displacement behavior?
LUST
Bring it. Bring it on. Celebrate it! We haven't figured out how to get past the thousand and three hangups that destroy lust. But we'll get there. Cunt. Cock. The universe. Starry Night. Bring it.