We have arrived at a point where identity is something like a choose-your-own-adventure novel. It is an authoritative fiction, unmoored from any normative tradition, determined by neither religion, nor biology; imposed by neither ethnicity, nor geography. In fact nothing can determine one’s identity except the decision of the individual to be a type of person. However, this philosophy of self-creation and the multiplicity of identities it spawns will inevitably collapse under the weight of its own incredulity.


