dandiacal complicity and the fabric of colonialism (protoglobalisation) on the political stretcher of representation – Yinka Shonibare, The Confession, 2007
From Under the Volcano: οἶκος / δῆμος / ἔρως / ἔθος ἔθος Ethos: a few details: I wouldn’t torture except in affirming the play of perversity; I think the crack in thought is unavoidable and the source of the difference that makes a difference in thought – because thought (or play) cannot do it on its own; I wouldn’t because
to be equal to the wound act it or becoming the actor of one’s own events: counteractualisation & amor fati-amor vacui The actor is not like a god, but is rather like an”anti-god” [contre-dieu]. God and actor are opposed in their readings of time. What men grasp as past and future, God lives it in its eternal present. The God is Chronos: the divine present is the circle in its
the world-as-market for us is as water: we swim with the fishes (or, Colin Campbell terrorises my printer)