identity politics and funerals

Identity politics is always fun, for the same reason they say that funerals are for the living. 

For the most part I do not think it is important to be human, until I hear some bozo making ridiculous claims about what it means to be human. 

I do not think about my nationality, race, religion, professional qualification, or personal experiences, except when someone else speaks to me about them.

Then, usually, I am happy to spiral into a long list of opinions which are happenstance in my mind. But sharing such opinions with people who actually think about those identities day in and out, is not so useful, simply because their identities and my own are definitively different in that we do not think about the same things, daily.

Most of the time, in society, the opinions I share are not my own ... merely a copy of how I wish to be represented in public.

That is the mere nature of managing political relations.