The Self Is a Coincidence: Personal Identity in Speculative Fiction
Editorial image generated by the author. Most of us have remarkably little difficulty deciding who we are. The person who wakes up this morning is the same person who went to sleep last night. The child in an old photograph is somehow the same person as the adult looking at it. Bodies change, opinions shift, memories fade, cells die and are replaced, yet the underlying continuity feels obvious. Philosophers usually discuss this as the problem of personal identity : what makes a person at one time the same person at another? Speculative fiction has a habit of making the question much harder. Put someone through a teleporter. Copy their mind into two bodies. Remove their memories, or implant someone else’s. Upload their brain. Let another consciousness control their body. Merge them into a hive mind. The apparently simple question — is this still the same person? — begins producing incompatible intuitions. The problem may be that ordinary life hides several different ...