Elvis impersonators; wealthy, gray-templed, middle-aged Wall Streeters doing that counter culture Easy Rider thing on well-dressed Harleys; daredevil bungee jumpers quaking in their shoes on high bridges; armchair aviators who spend their lives joy-sticking a flight simulator on personal computers ; pseudo tough guys playing war games in the woods with paintball guns. What do all of these people have in common? They aspire to be something or someone they're not. Of course, this isn't a bad thing, as imitation has always been the sincerest form of flattery.