“My parents were machines. My parents were gods. It was nothing special. I hated them.”
Another story about what it means to be human, and a story about narrators and viewpoints. (Also a story about society’s relationship to technology, and memory and identity, and the will to live, and morality.) Everyone has a backup implanted in their brain, which is trained to mimic the brain’s behavior by being reset whenever it thinks something different. But how can you tell whether you’re the backup? Like “Hell Is the Absence of God”, this story is an elegant dialectic proceeding from its starting assumption. But where Chiang’s story encompasses multiple points of view in a detached, ironic way, “Learning to Be Me” is wholly personal.
First published in Interzone #37 in 1990. Collected in The Best of Greg Egan, Gollancz, 2021