The man whom one knows -- a good fellow, able to live as an individual a life which is free from any conscious assaults on the rights of others, who does not make a practice of beating his own head or the heads of others against the walls, who is sane, with whom one eats and drinks... this same man can very well return one evening to talk or drink with you again and catalog the most grotesque and contemptible actions which he has performed, or which he supports, with full approval and fixed delusional sense of their rightness, solely because he is now acting as a member of some organized and irresponsible group. He will pay any price to rid himself of the selfhood which, subconsciously, he knows must die.