Exchanging two people’s minds is a fairly common fantasy and sf trope with it propelling storylines in everything from Freaky Friday, Star Trek, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. As an aside let me state that in my opinion it is fantasy one born out of our misconception that our minds and our bodies are separate and distinct phenomena. Our minds and a sense of awareness emerges from our biology and doesn’t exist independent of it, so it is something that is quite impossible to transplant. But it does make for fun entertainment.

Back in the 90s when I lived with a roommate who was equally into geeky entertainment as I was, I once asked the hypothetical questions if he could switch bodies and live for 24 hours as a woman would he do so? I was quite surprised by the speed and absolute finality with which he answered ‘no.’ I am a vastly curious person and that very much extends to how other experience their lives. I would, presuming an assured return to myself, take the chance without hesitation. I have a difficult time contemplating such a lack of curiosity about such an experience.

I am under no illusion that a brief excursion into someone else’s body for such a short time would provide a total understanding, but I think it would yield some new insights and empathy. It’s quite possible that my roommate rather than lacking curiosity rather feared emasculation. I suppose our cultural misogyny may run so deep as to make even a fantastic hypothetical threatening but if so, it doesn’t appear to have taken that deep of a root with me.

Still, the idea of the body swap is really an invitation to tryand envision life from someone else’s point of view which at its heart is the point of storytelling as well.