The Global Soul may see so many sides of every question that he never settles on a firm conviction; he may grow so used to giving back a different self according to his environment that he loses sight of who he is when nobody's around. Even the most basic questions have to be answered by him alone, and when, on the planes where he may make his home, the cabin attendant passes down the aisle with disembarkation forms, it may be difficult for him to fill in any of the boxes: ‘Home Address’, ‘Citizenship’, ‘Purpose of Visit’, even ‘Marital Status’. I can answer almost any of these from a variety of perspectives… But though this can be a natural – and useful – enough impulse in response to the question ‘Where do you come from?’ it becomes more treacherous in answer to the question ‘Where do you stand?’