Friday, April 16, 2010

my patron saint of deconstruction

"His essays were penned in the margins like the work of a poet, rather than "pinned-in" the center like the work of a metaphysician. Derrida wrote without regard for the truth, like a novelist. He wrote like a thinker not a philosopher grounded in metaphysical presence. He wrote with little concern for the reader or for structure. Derrida's density at play--very long play--demonstrated that he simply wrote about. . . to get at meaning. Since the text was all there was, Derrida wrote for Derrida, who wrote for Derrida, who wrote for Derrida . . ."




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