there is something that is me, that stands aside from the tugging and pulling of events and surroundings, the core identity that would have been recognizably me no matter where i were growing up and living my life and no matter who were the significant persons that surrounded me during my days. that is the inherent me.
even if that me can be modified by events and anecdotal accidents of a lifetime, so that many changes in my behavior and outlook can be traced to influences outside myself, those are still accidents —unplanned and unsought random incursions which were beyond my control and would have been reacted to by me in the unique way my genetically coded personality views the world beyond the self. the anecdotal story that is my life might have been quite different, given a different time or place, but the me that was there, alive and responding every day, would have been the me that was coded in my genes, the me i am.
WHAT THE MAN IS
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