As I mentioned above, I recently did a MESS GUT parody of Carroll's "Walrus and the Carpenter" to look at the Upolu tribe as it came down to eating each other. Featuring Sophie as the Walrus and Coach as the Carpenter.
http://survivorsucks.yuku.com/topic/89301/S23-Ep-12-GUT-The-Time-Has-Come-the-Upolu-CarrollThat poem still speaks to me about this season.
After hearing the poem, Alice reflects on which of the two she prefers, based on their treatment of the poor duped oysters:
`I like the Walrus best,' said Alice: `because you see he was a little sorry for the poor oysters.'
`He ate more than the Carpenter, though,' said Tweedledee. `You see he held his handkerchief in front, so that the Carpenter couldn't count how many he took: contrariwise.'
`That was mean!' Alice said indignantly. `Then I like the Carpenter best -- if he didn't eat so many as the Walrus.'
`But he ate as many as he could get,' said Tweedledum.
This was a puzzler. After a pause, Alice began, `Well! They were both very unpleasant characters -- '
And that's how I feel. There was no good guy here. Sophie was every bit as cold and ruthless about voting people off. She played her self-interest the entire game, if anything, more so than Coach, who is not able to play as clinically, and has to soul search his morals and ethics for the right thing to do, or at least a justification for his doing what is self-serving.
If Coach does lose for over-selling his "Christian" approach, I don't think the editors like Sophie much better, and they have done little to sell her to us other than show us that she wasn't considered important enough, fliexible enough, or bold enough in her play for the oysters to approach directly when they asked for salvation. They always went to Albert or Coach.
Those who were asked for help and didn't make it happen are viewed the most culpable, while the one who stood by and let the plan execute will get credit for empathy -- as the Walrus did.
Where are Tweedledum and Tweedledee to explain what really transpired?
"If given a choice between two equally promising lines of play, always choose the more elegant." ~ my father, as quoted by an old bridge partner