Finally, over it all lies a dense haze of false signals, false clues, a major fog of words. It's known as denial. Disguised as a story of a mysterious compulsion, Double Down is, rather, a classic tale of a self-destruct family. Both of us had been drinkers and smokers. Rick had been a drunk in his early twenties, but had stopped dead after he moved to New York and discovered that getting drunk and waking up at four a.m. on a Lower East Side street was not healthy.
Psychologists call it something else.
This flipping back and forth between first person plural, third person singular, and first person singular is not only confusing, it's strange. No wonder they called it Double Down. Their cry for help, we suspect, was, at first, the throwing away of so much money, so stupidly, so quickly. It could just as well have been called Cri de Coeur.