Here is a penetrating view of the narcissistic personality of our time. Liberated from the superstitions of the past, it embraces new cults, only to discover that emancipation from ancient taboos brings neither sexual nor spiritual peace. Emotionally shallow, fearful of intimacy, hypochondriacal, primed with pseudo-self-insight, indulging in sexual promiscuity, dreading old age and death, the new narcissist has lost interest in the future. The happy hooker has replaced Horatio Alger as a symbol of success. Reformers with the best of intentions condemn the lower class to a second-rate education. Games enlist skill and intelligence which would otherwise be contributing to the welfare of society. The sexes are engaged in an escalating war. Is there hope for this society in its dotage? Christopher Lasch believes there is . . .