Day 5: Is there one true identity, and does it matter if there is?
The following
is a letter written to Pinky Johnson, character in the film Pinky (1949).
Dear Ms. Johnson,
What your grandmother said — “When people are real
friends, there ain’t no such thing as place.” — struck me. This, at its surface, seems like a paradox,
for while your grandmother suggests a friendship exists between her and Miss Em,
“place” clearly expresses the former’s identity as a slave, and latter as
master. I do not deny that coworkers can have an amicable relationship, but how
is it possible that there can be true friendship between someone who tries to
drain every inch of energy out of the other on a daily basis?
But well, who am I to judge what your grandmother
believes? Similar to how some, if not most, we-believe-they-are-oppressed-because-they-need-to-wear-a-hijab
women do not actually feel oppressed (one living in my house says she “likes”
it), a disparity undeniably exists between one’s assessment of one’s identity
(self-understanding) and society’s assessment (social perception). I see no
possibility of genuine friendship, but she might hold this conviction to be
true, and it may very well be. Although both versions of identity should be recognized,
I am not so certain when it comes to whether they should be given equal
weighting. After all, like some scholars who have argued that having an “identity”
that is all-encompassing is quite meaningless, deeming the identity something
that is never concrete or definite by recognizing the perpetual conflict
between the self and social identity is not helpful. Clearly, society will not be able to accept an
individual as whoever he identifies as. Similarly, people cannot conform to
whatever society fits them in.
Deciding which side’s story is more important may
not even be relevant, for there is no central, objective authority in the
determination of one’s identity.
Anyhow, these are just some of my reflections on
my reaction to what your grandmother said. It was a thought-provoking movie.
Best wishes,
Karen
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