Agency in identity has become a central theme throughout late-20th-century thought. From Foucault's panopticism to Sartre's Nausea, you can't escape the division between the Self, information, and the ability to create or not create who you are.

This is a frightening problem - it disrupts any base for reason or being.

My biggest protest to this thought is that I don't understand their intellectual project; I don't mean that I miss their intended meaning, I mean that in the end I question what they expect to come of their theory. Do they wish to communicate their depression with the world as a cry for help, or are they looking for a mass suicide following their French procession? Beyond the desire for social equality, does Marxism belie the alienation it's propagators feel, undercutting its ultimate goals?

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