Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very hot, she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking: "Dear, dear! How queer everything is today! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little bit different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!"
That is a puzzle isn't it? If we change from day to day, what is it that allows us to say we are the same person? What is it that continues with us, what endures within us?
That is a puzzle isn't it? If we change from day to day, what is it that allows us to say we are the same person? What is it that continues with us, what endures within us?
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i actually totally see your point about saying the "fat subject" or the "obese body" is somehow ideally democratic (i.e., b/c overindulgence raises questions about democratic maturity, rationality). i found myself in a bit of a corner at first -- but i think your point (and my conclusion) of "does it matter?" is right on. we associate all kinds of moral/personal judgments w/body size. i think that that's pretty much just wrong - appearance is a weird mix of personal choice, environment & genetics. it's way off to assume that one "body type" is "democratic." so really, my paper ends up as a critique of that whole notion.
like the alice quotation too. it's really an interesting question - and politically relevant (especially when dealing w/issues of legal adulthood). but honestly, i'm not sure what the answer is.