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plan.  The gangmembers of a bygone era also had their leaders, bullies,
jokers and nerds.
Each individual took up a position in the superorganism's
unfolding structure.  And each shaped his personality to fit the spot he
landed in. 39
In the ant, the possible roles the insect discards may never come
back to haunt her.  But in humans, the personalities that could have
been are always there, always uncomfortable in their imprisonment.
And periodically they scream from the dungeons of the mind,
demanding their freedom.
Hermann Hesse, the novelist, said that we each have a thousand
personalities hidden in a mental closet.   The circle of our consciousness
centers on one, but the others are in the darkness waiting to come out.
Implicit in each of us is the whole society, the dominant individual, the
outcast and all the variations in between.  Novelists, more than the rest
of us, realize how many possible people inhabit our minds.  When
these authors sit down to their typewriters, whole casts of characters
come parading into the light of awareness, each ready to live out a new
life.  And each of these fictional humans is disgorged by the brain of
just one writer, who in real life has settled on the solitary personality
and fate he will call his own.
The buried personalities may be erased from the surface of
consciousness, but they still wriggle toward the light--in anger,
frustration and jealousy.  Every male is built with the same neuronal
networks that compelled Genghis Khan to conquer an empire twice the
size of Rome's,40 the same set of circuits which motivated some of
Genghis' descendants to accumulate hundreds of wives and even more
concubines, the same instincts which impelled Turkish sultans to have
attractive women from all over their domains shipped in for a few
nights of physical glory41.  But in most cases, those circuits will never
unfurl their ambitions in the real world.  We have thousands of mental
  anging themselves according to an almost identical unconscious
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