Three People Marooned On A Desert Island

When I Go Out, I Hope To Leave The Worst Of Myself At Home.

Self-hatred Is Sometimes Appropriate.

Sulking Is Silent Because Speaking Would Reveal Its Folly.

A Crisis Unmasks Everyone.

Ironic And Jittery, We Are Puzzled By The Old Heroes With Their Fighting, Boasting, And Cocksure Lovemaking.