i love that you dismissed whitman, as you know, this isn't just a poem that talks about how one can toggle between the different selves. i appreciate that poetry doesn't stand up to psychology literature, in your view. But i do want to offer one description of these different selves that i found really interesting. The mind is a kind of theatre where several perceptions successively make their appearance, pass repass, glide away and mingle in an infinite variety of postures and situations. And if you are cleaning out the closet and getting rid of a few angelas, hang on to this one. I like her fine. O no stupid questions. Buying the pints ben and