Posthuman Blues

Today's Cronenberg moment:



I suppose I'm a little startled by how readily I identify with the twin gynecologists in "Dead Ringers." Then again, are any of us really "individuals"? I think self-awareness is sufficiently plastic to encompass myriad co-existing personae; just as there's no privileged frame of reference in an Einsteinian universe, we don't "feel" the shift from one mode of consciousness to another (at least without recourse to a diary or blog).

Insert pointed observation about "channeling" here.