So, of course, this brings on the Big Burly Men Doing Productive Things sequence, in which the guys try to prove that they're necessary by hunting and gathering. Nate collects firewood! Brad spears a fish! Adam appears to be poking a rock, but is probably doing something somewhat more productive! The music that's playing is the nerdy '80s quasi-calypso electric-bass-and-harmonica business that would have been used in a teen comedy to show the part where the vacation in the Bahamas was interrupted for a little running around from one hotel room to another trying to get a look at someone's diary. It's not quite the old reliable pirate music -- it's a little too punk rock for that. Parvati giggles in an interview that the guys have really pulled it together in light of J.P.'s departure. "Nate did get a massive pile of wood this morning!" she adds. "I've never seen a pile of wood bigger than that!" Oh, how I wish I believed she had done that on purpose. "And Adam went and got, like, five crabs!" Brad went fishing, but that doesn't sound vaguely dirty, so what's the use? Anyway, the boys are all so handy! Parvati says that being on the defensive like this has made the men "more manly." I am so very against the word "manly," as a rule, unless one is Laura Ingalls Wilder. I find that most things referred to as "manly" are manly in the same way wearing full makeup while cleaning the house is "girly" -- meaning: rare, actually. Parvati says that the guys are stuck trying to "prove themselves" after what happened to J.P. I'm not sure Parvati's necessarily right about what's going on, but something certainly is. Because I, too, have never seen a pile of wood bigger than that.
Credits. Billy's love was real, but he was not.
Aitu, Day 12. Cao Boi and JessiFlicka are working on spearfishing. Meanwhile, Sundra, Candice, and Becky are comparing their unshaven armpits, which are rapidly deteriorating into grossness, if by "gross" you mean "tinged with hair where hair grows naturally." My favorite part is where Sundra unhappily says, "I think my right one is worse." And then she shows it to them, like, "LOOK! LOOK! LOOK AT MY RIGHT ARMPIT!" Hee. Cao Boi tells the camera that these three women "annoy" him, because "they don't even try." Of course, we have just seen about thirty seconds of footage of them comparing armpits, so it's awfully difficult to draw any major conclusions from that. There are likely to be thirty seconds or so of down time in a typical day on the island. Cao Boi says in a different interview that if the three women "don't correct themselves, they will be eliminated." I wonder where he's getting that information. Maybe he's going to vote them off by himself using magic. Furthermore, what the hell does he have to complain about? He makes people sit around and listen to him yap; spending your down time listening to somebody's stories isn't necessarily more productive than spending it grooming or talking about whatever the hell you want, including armpits. Hell, I could analyze every grooming issue known to man before he could tell you what he had for breakfast. Shut up, Cao Boi.