Welcome back to the home of the oxymoron. Evil genius. He asked the newspaper to print his obituary early so he'd enjoy it. That's like hiding at your own funeral. Yeah, a big, great gig. I'm Russell Kane. Join me to weigh in on whether the biggest players in history are more evil or genius. Becoming that rich, I'd say that is some level of genius. It also helps

it. It's a long time ago, right? It's like the podcast version of telling your kids the ice cream

van plays music when it's out of ice cream. Listen to evil genius on BBC sounds.

Hello and welcome to the arts and ideas download from the free thinking team at the BBC.

Here's the question we're going to end with.

What if there's no self for the selfie to photograph?

What if the self is an illusion?

But before we arrive at that giddy point, we'll talk about versions of the self with the novelist

Tom McCarthy, whose

novel Remainder recently made into a film, seems to be all about self-identity and memory.

With Susie Scott about that most fascinating of sociologists Irving Goffman, author of the

presentation of self in everyday life, and with the neuroscientist Daniel Glazer about the brain

and remembering things that never happened.

Someone once said no one did anything great who didn't do something ridiculous.

Let's hope he was right as we try to grapple with what makes you, you, me, me in 45 minutes.

But we start with the American painter Robert Rauschenberg,

whose retrospective opened at tape modern today

and whose work is so much about the self and performance

most obviously in the work he did with the choreographer Merce Cunningham

and composer John Cage,

but also in less direct and more interesting ways.

I think the worst works that I've ever done

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