As (part of) a #plural person I am attentive to signs that people I encounter in daily life have their own way of, shall we say, switching between modes. I grew up in a bilingual household and thus came awkwardly to be conditioned into thinking that our parents spoke Spanish only when they were angry or wanted to speak confidentially about private or adult matters.
The normie model of personality and behavior is that people only have one of things and that having more of them is diseased or pathological, or possibly just foolery or a spiteful trick. But this one-headed model leaves room for a normie person to behave in a very different manner from that which they present to the world as their true and honest self. The departure from the norm is, once again, modelled as aberration, but forgivable aberration. "That isn't really me," the normie person might say after getting caught out for a temper tantrum or a petty crime. "That was the drink, or the drugs, or my fear—" or some other thing that isn't "the real me" and which one should regard as aberrant and therefore negligible.
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