As all of his male relatives eat their dinner, "Basile" realises that he is destined to follow in their genetic footsteps - and become bald! What now ensues sees this depressed narrator bemoan his appreciation of bald people as mean, evil, ugly or grumpy. They resort to ever ridiculous wigs and toupees. They can't get the girl. Indeed, right from the start of this inevitability their life is effectively over! Maybe the solution is just to abandon society and return to nature? Life life on the edge? Still bald, though? Maybe shave some of it off now and get it over with? Maybe start a trend? May...