Who Even Are We–Blog Post #5
Lacan’s mirror stage, discussion of pigeon gonads, and ideas about the fakeness of mirror images all direct us to the major point that, though we need self-identification in order to function in the world, we will never really reach the ideal-I that our mirror image projects. To be human is to be dehiscent, and this is physically obvious when looking at 8-16 month olds with the mismatch between their executive functioning and their erratic and miscalculated behavior, and how their identification with their mirror image represents a cohesive, neat ideal-I who looks way more put together than the baby himself. This sticks with us throughout our lives, and one way we can see it is from an emotional perspective. Navigating our emotions and thoughts can be just as erratic and incohesive a mess as the baby’s physical navigation, but our mirror image does not reflect any of this confusion. Nor does it reflect any illness we may have, a headache we feel, and it has no way of reflecting back the fight we had with someone earlier in the day–we just see a contained, put-together, ideal self. This is why the image that the child sees in the mirror the first time they look at themselves is not real.
I’ve been reading a book recently titled Talking to Strangers by Malcolmn Gladwell, and Lacan’s essay reminded me about a point Gladwell makes that one reason we don’t really know how to talk to strangers is because we assume we can tell everything about them from their outward appearance. The book brings up the Amanda Knox case, where Knox was sentenced to 25 years in prison for a murder she didn’t commit. There was basically no hard evidence against her–no fingerprints, no DNA, and nothing to tie her to the scene itself, but what convinced everyone of her guilt was her odd demeanor about her friend’s death. The crime scene investigators said she did a twirl and said “ta-da” when she let them into the apartment where the murder had happened, and this wasn’t seen as an appropriate response. True, maybe it wasn’t, but the awkward personality mismatch between Knox’s outward appearance versus inward feelings is what sent her to jail rather than any concrete evidence. I think this is similar to the mirror stage that Lacan talks about, just maybe on a less theoretical level. We are so messy in so many ways, but want to be interpreted as a neat and cohesive package. And often because of mental heuristics in combination with high stakes situations, we often are taken as our mirror image when we shouldn’t be, which clearly can be really unfortunate (I guess we are our own undoing, which also reminds me of how the plot of Billy Budd and the idea of a “crucifiction” totally undoes itself in Johnson’s reading, but I won’t ramble on!)


