...I tend to get most on my high horse when I feel that some stupid or wicked notion is being smuggled into our subconscious by a turn of phrase or an implied definition.
This is exactly the case with the currently accepted use of the word identity. You see this word used all the time, and phrases like “identity politics” are assumed to have an easily recognizable meaning. I’ve just been reading a spate of archaeological papers which routinely refer to “identity” interchangeably with ethnicity. These papers, from a variety of academics, constantly repeat phrases like “negotiating their identity” — inane jargon which the field has borrowed from sociology, and which is now firmly entrenched. Archaeology is impoverished by this kind of rubbish, and drifts away from scientific rigour.
When someone casually refers to religious affiliation, or to ethnicity, or nationality, or gender, as being their “identity,” there is an implicit assumption that membership in large, formally defined or organized groups of people is the essential characteristic of an “identity.”
Now, I find this a profoundly wrong, and extremely offensive assumption. Your identity, as far as I’m concerned, and as I’ve believed throughout my life, is that which makes you uniquely yourself. My “identity” is composed of those things which refer to me and only me, experiences that occured to me alone, passions and ambitions that are mine, private symbols that only I understand, inner experiences that belong only to me. These unique, individual characteristics form, all together, my Identity. No characteristic that I share with some arbitrary group of other human beings, or that is demanded of me by some collective mush, or imposed on me by some proclaimed Authority, can constitute my identity. Certainly no group that I am merely associated with by accident of birth can ever be my identity. I find the idea that anyone would consider their identity to be, say, Norwegianess, or their skin colour, a profoundly disgusting notion. It is to abandon individuality entirely, to crush and erase identity, not to describe it.
This is a particularly creepy kind of creeping collectivism. The meaning of the word identity has been distorted, perverted, inverted. I don’t believe such things are random accidents. There are always powerful forces that seek to obliterate respect for, and recognition of, the individual human being. If you can pursuade people that their “identity” is nothing more than their membership in a collective blob, that there is nothing specifically notable or significant about themselves, then half the work of enslavement has been accomplished.Amartya Sen has made a similar point in a recent book Identity and Violence, but his point was that reducing people to a single group identity led not just to enslavement, but genocide.
Similarly, this, from Chimamanda Adichie:
Update: Guy Halsall, anxious to elbow his way into this august company of great minds, recommends that anyone interested in this topic read his book Barbarian Migrations and the Roman West, 376 - 568, especially chapters 2 and 14; I would add that you might also want to be interested in barbarian migrations and "the fall of the Roman Empire." Seriously, though, I read Guy's book last month and it is quite fine, and the theme of multiple identities (as opposed to singular, essentialist ones) is surely there. This is not quite what Phil was talking about, but it is interesting and advances the historical debate on the "transformation" of Rome.
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