A five-part descent into the illusion of autonomy, where biology writes the script, reason provides the excuse, and the self is merely the echo of its own conditioning. This is a follow-up to a recent post on the implausibility of free will.
Continuity Is Not Identity
You are not who you were â you are what youâve become
âA river doesnât remember yesterdayâs curve. But we point to it and say: âLook, itâs still the same.ââ
The compatibilist move here is subtler â less grandiose than autonomy, more domesticated than sovereignty. It says:
Even if you didnât choose your traits, your past, your preferences â
youâre still you.
That self has endured.
And moral responsibility flows from that continuity.
But this, too, is sleight of hand.
Because continuity is a pattern, not a person.
And a pattern that evolves without origin is not accountable.
Itâs just happening.
A River Is Not a Moral Agent
Yes, you are still âyouâ â but only in the loosest, most cosmetic sense. The fact that your behaviour follows a recognisable pattern does not imply authorship. It merely confirms that systems tend toward stability, or path dependence, or neural canalisation.
You can be stable. You can even be consistent.
But that doesnât mean youâre choosing anything.
Continuity is not control.
Itâs inertia dressed up as identity.
Predictability Is Not Ownership
We mistake persistence for personhood. If someone acts one way for long enough, we assume that behaviour is theirs â that it reflects their values, their self. But all it really reflects is probability.
âYouâre still you,â we say.
But which you?
- The one shaped by sleep deprivation?
- The one under hormonal flux?
- The one shaped by language, trauma, and cultural myopia?
Every iteration of âyouâ is a snapshot â a chemical event disguised as character.
Youâre Not Rebuilding â Youâre Accreting
The recursive defence â âI can change who I amâ â also crumbles here. Because you donât change yourself from nowhere. You change because something changed you. And that change, too, emerges from your condition.
Growth, reflection, habit formation â these arenât proofs of freedom. Theyâre signs that adaptive systems accumulate structure.
You are not shaping clay.
You are sediment, layered by time.
Character Is Compulsion in Costume
We love stories about people who âshowed their true colours.â
But this is narrative bias â we flatten a lifeâs complexity into a myth of revelation.
Yet even our finest moments â courage, restraint, sacrifice â may be nothing more than compulsions coded as character. You didnât choose to be brave. You just were.
The brave person says: âI had no choice.â
The coward says the same.
Who gets the medal is irrelevant to the question of freedom.
TL;DR: Continuity Doesnât Mean You Own It
- The self is a pattern of events, not a stable agent.
- Continuity is not agency â itâs habit.
- Predictability doesnât prove ownership.
- Even your finest moments might be involuntary.
- And if youâre not choosing your changes, youâre just being changed.
So, no â you are not who you were.
You are what youâve become.
And what youâve become was never yours to shape freely.
đ Coming Tomorrow:
Manipulability as Disproof
If your will can be altered without your knowledge, was it ever truly yours?