
To disappear is to pass into an enigmatic state which is neither life nor death. You must not leave it to biology to decide when you will disappear. Disappearing is of a far higher order of necessity. Dying comes down to a biological chance and that is of no consequence. One day, we shall stand up and our backsides will remain attached to our seats.There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.A series of accidents creates a positively lighthearted state.Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face. Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time.Two other positions are possible: only picturing one's end - our own culture picturing neither beginning nor end - the coming culture.

There are cultures that can only picture their origins and not their ends.Why is this?).Ĭool Memories (1987, trans. He who eats alone is dead (but not he who drinks alone. Nothing more contradicts the laws of man or beast, for animals always do each other the honour of sharing or disputing each other’s food. Sadder than destitution, sadder than the beggar is the man who eats alone in public. Yet there is a certain solitude like no other - that of the man preparing his meal in public on a wall, or on the hood of his car, or along a fence, alone.This form of travel admits of no exceptions: when it runs up against a known face, a familiar landscape, or some decipherable message, the spell is broken: the amnesic, ascetic, asymptotic charm of disappearance succumbs to affect and worldly semiology. Admittedly, there is the primal shock of the deserts and the dazzle of California, but when this is gone, the secondary brilliance of the journey begins, that of the excessive, pitiless distance, the infinity of anonymous faces and distances, or of certain miraculous geological formations, which ultimately testify to no human will, while keeping intact an image of upheaval. Everything is to be discovered, everything to be obliterated. Driving is a spectacular form of amnesia.Chris Turner, 1988, New York: Verso, ISBN 8-1 Canadian Journal of Political and Social Theory 15 (1987) "When Bataille Attacked the Metaphysical Principle of Economy"Īmerica (1986) Trans.Marxism is therefore only a limited petit bourgeois critique, one more step in the banalization of life toward the "good use" of the social! The Marxist critique is only a critique of capital, a critique coming from the heart of the middle and petit bourgeois classes, for which Marxism has served for a century as a latent ideology….Simulations (1983), New York: Semiotext, p.The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is already reproduced, the hyper-real.1.3.1 Photography, or the Writing of Light, (2000).

