This book is about the intrusive fear that we may not be what we appear to be, or worse, that we may be only what we appear to be and nothing more. It's about the worry of being exposed as frauds in our profession, cads in our loves, as less than virtuously motivated actors when we are being agreeable, charitable, or decent. It is about roles and identity and our engagement in the roles we play, our doubts about our identities amidst the flux of roles, and thus about anxieties of authenticity.
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