Refusing to believe the tales of heroics, he's disgusted by the way his comrades fawn over this boy who can barely even hold a sabre, never mind single-handedly vanquish dozens of foes. And why are there no living witnesses?
What was it like to participate in the Women's Liberation Movement? What made millions of women step forward from the 1960s onwards and join it in different ways? Many of the fifty women in this book were there.
He is clearly enjoying every moment to its fullest. This is a book about how time overtakes us, how reminiscence, loss, hope, pain, success, failure—the lifelong accumulation of dreams and reality—crowd about us with every passing day.
The text of not dead yet is as detailed as it needsto be and as concise as it can be.