the agalma, that feature of the other that we cathect most powerfully, is ultimately a nothing, a pure semblance. … Zizek observes: ‘I am “really,” “sincerely” in love only insofar as I believe in your secret agalma, i.e. insofar as I believe that there is something behind the series of observable features’, … I fall in love with what you are not and, in doing so, offer you what I do not have

ben ramm (via jujutsu-with-zizek)

What makes pistachio nuts?: Your trajectory has been an unusual one: a dissident libertarian...

whatmakespistachionuts:

Your trajectory has been an unusual one: a dissident libertarian philosopher under Communism in both Romania and Hungary, who has emerged as one of the foremost left critics of the capitalist order in eastern Europe, and author of a striking set of essays on the historical and cultural legacies…

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Here is the thing, okay? Coming into a feminist conversation with, “Have you considered that sometimes women acquire free drinks at bars?” is like walking into graduate school during Philosophy finals and saying, “Have you considered that the color blue that I see may not be the color blue that you see?”

Imagine you are the guy who just walked into that Philosophy class and laid that shit down. Imagine the class full of students who have worked very hard and committed themselves and sacrificed to be here, students who have spent several years of their lives learning about this subject. Imagine now their feelings when you go to the head of the classroom with a smirk on your face and demand the professor give you an A for effort. Imagine now that they think you are a douchebag asshole, because they do, and because you are. You are a douchebag asshole because you are obviously so self-centered, arrogant, and completely ignorant of the world around you, that you thought you could walk into a high-level course with no background and no work and say something profoundly simplistic and totally unrelated and also everybody should congratulate you for having done this thing, so brave, so provocative.
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You are not asking us a real question. You are simply illustrating, for all to see, your own ignorance. You are saying, “I have not considered the implications of the question I have just asked. I have not taken the time nor effort nor commitment to sit down and ask myself this question. Instead, I have come into your philosophy classroom/office/feminist blog and shat out my question with a smirk, because I believe that my two seconds of thought are worth more than your long-term analysis, because I believe I am worth more.”

Fugivitus: A few things to consider when you find a feminist blog (via absolutely-spiffing)

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Language is in this sense a form of melancholy, not of mourning: in it, we treat an object which is still alive as already dead/lost

slavoj zizek (via jujutsu-with-zizek)

[T]oday’s psychoanalyst can be expected to say that he decodes before he will come around to taking the necessary tour with Freud (turn at the statue of Champollion, says the guide) that will make him understand that what he does is decipher; the distinction is that a cryptogram takes on its full dimension only when it is in a lost language.

Jacques Lacan, “The Agency of the Letter in the Unconscious” (via heteroglossia)

Law is the crime elevated at the level of universality.

Zizek, London lectures on Lacan, 2006 (via sinthematica)

Full Chomsky-Foucault Debate (with English subtitles) (par ROARMAG)

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In fact nothing in nature explains the sexual division of labour, nor such institutions as marriage, conjugality or paternal filiation. All are imposed on women by constraint, all are therefore facts of civilization which must be explained, not used as explanations.

Claude Meillassoux, Maidens, Meal and Money: Capitalism and the Domestic Community (via howtotalktogirlsdialectically)

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invisiblestories:

“Far from being writers -founders of their own place, heirs of the peasants of earlier ages now working on the soil of language, diggers of wells and builders of houses- readers are travelers; they move across lands belonging to someone else, like nomads poaching their way across fields they did not write, despoiling the wealth of Egypt to enjoy it themselves. Writing accumulates, stocks up, resist time by the establishment of a place and multiplies its production through the expansionism of reproduction. Reading takes no measures against the erosion of time (one forgets oneself and also forgets), it does not keep with what it acquires, or it does so poorly, and each of the places through which it passes is a repetition of the lost paradise.”
-Michel de Certeau, The Practice of Everyday Life (via eideticfields)

invisiblestories:

“Far from being writers -founders of their own place, heirs of the peasants of earlier ages now working on the soil of language, diggers of wells and builders of houses- readers are travelers; they move across lands belonging to someone else, like nomads poaching their way across fields they did not write, despoiling the wealth of Egypt to enjoy it themselves. Writing accumulates, stocks up, resist time by the establishment of a place and multiplies its production through the expansionism of reproduction. Reading takes no measures against the erosion of time (one forgets oneself and also forgets), it does not keep with what it acquires, or it does so poorly, and each of the places through which it passes is a repetition of the lost paradise.”

-Michel de Certeau, The Practice of Everyday Life (via eideticfields)

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