Thoreau is trying to cut down on his coffee intake:
I don’t really want to think of myself as an addict. For starters, it would mean attending more meetings, and I just don’t have time for that. Plus, I hear that they drink a lot of coffee at those meetings, and that would defeat the purpose.
Anyway, it should be blindingly obvious that my life would NOT improve if a man with a gun knocked down my door, confiscated my assets, locked me in a cage with violent criminals, and put something on my Permanent Record that would make it tough to find employment. I am an addict, and I am also a successful professional. I went too far, and now I am solving my problems on my own. I don’t need a man with a gun intervening in my life.