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2004-10-10 04:00:49 UTC
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8:01 PM PDT, October 9, 2004
French Philosopher Jacques Derrida Dead At 74
By Elaine Woo, Times Staff Writer


Jacques Derrida, the influential French thinker and writer who inspired
admiration, vilification and utter bewilderment as the founder of the
intellectual movement known as deconstruction, has died. He was 74.

Derrida died Friday at a Paris hospital of complications from pancreatic
cancer, French radio reported.

"With him, France has given the world one of its greatest contemporary
philosophers, one of the major figures of intellectual life of our
time," French President Jacques Chirac said in a statement Saturday.
"Through his work, he sought to find the free movement which lies at the
root of all thinking."

Derrida, who divided his time between Paris and the United States, where
he lectured annually at UC Irvine and other universities, was perhaps
the most controversial and daring philosopher of the late 20th century.

He rocked the American academy in a 1966 speech that introduced
deconstruction to the United States as a mode of analysis that sought to
turn Western philosophy on its head.

Deconstruction gained a following on college campuses across the
country, most famously at Yale University in the 1970s and later at UC
Irvine. A notoriously difficult theory, it left an imprint on a number
of fields, particularly literature, where scholars seized on
deconstruction as the basis for radical reinterpretations of classic
works of literature and philosophy. Gradually, disciplines as disparate
as business, architecture, law and religion showed the influence of
Derrida's ideas.

Although deconstruction's influence has waned, it even penetrated
popular culture, where the avant-garde in seemingly everything from
couture to cuisine has been described, rightly or wrongly, as
"deconstructed."

"Of all the philosophers of our time," eminent Stanford University
philosopher Richard Rorty once said, Derrida "has been the most
effective at doing what Socrates hoped philosophers would do: breaking
the crust of convention, questioning assumptions never before doubted,
raising issues never before discussed."

His detractors were just as vociferous. Some labeled him a nihilist for
his subversion of traditional principles, while others charged him with
deliberate inscrutability.

John Searle, a Mills professor of philosophy at UC Berkeley and one of
Derrida's most eloquent critics, once said that what he found most
deplorable about Derrida and deconstruction was "the low level of
philosophical argumentation, the deliberate obscurantism of the prose,
the wildly exaggerated claims, and the constant striving to give the
appearance of profundity by making claims that seem paradoxical, but
under analysis often turn out to be silly or trivial."

Critics saw nothing silly about Derrida's defense in the late 1980s of
Paul de Man, a Yale professor and a leading American proponent of
deconstruction who had died earlier that decade. Derrida issued a
60-page essay supporting De Man after reports that De Man, a native of
Belgium, had written for a pro-Nazi Belgian newspaper in the early
1940s. Derrida's critics seized on his defense of De Man as evidence of
deconstruction's apolitical and nihilistic nature.

In 1992, when Cambridge University proposed giving Derrida an honorary
degree, the anti-Derrideans on the faculty raised strenuous objections,
pronouncing his work "absurd," "disabling" and so perverse as to "make
complete nonsense of science, technology and medicine." Their dissent
triggered the first full faculty vote on an honorary degree in 30 years,
but Derrida's supporters prevailed, 336 to 204.

The father of deconstruction was a dapper man with a dark Mediterranean
complexion, bushy brows and a fluffy crown of white hair. The subject of
rock paeans and guidebooks with names like "Derrida for Beginners" and
"Derrida in 90 Minutes," he packed lecture halls with erudite audiences,
who were alternately stimulated and stupefied by his arcane ramblings,
which often lasted hours.

The author of more than 50 books, he tended to convey his ideas in the
most confounding language possible, playing with words and writing
sentences that ran two or three pages long. Critics declared some of his
essays and books unreadable. But what some found unfathomable others
extolled as embodying the elusiveness of meaning, a central tenet of
Derridean thinking.

Derrida rarely satisfied those who sought a straightforward explanation
of deconstruction. When asked by the New York Times some years ago for a
definition, he declined, saying the attempt would only result in
"something which will leave me unsatisfied."

Other times he was more willing to explore, rather than close, the
cognitive abyss. Handing out copies of a particularly confusing poem to
an audience in Irvine a few years ago, he said he wouldn't even attempt
to explain the poem, but he would explain why he wouldn't explain it.

On another occasion, he wrote: "What deconstruction is not? Everything,
of course! What is deconstruction? Nothing, of course!"

What perturbed many of his critics was deconstruction's focus on picking
apart a text, finding the ambiguities and contradictions, and
"deconstructing" them until the surface meaning collapsed.

His famous assertion that "there is nothing outside the text" meant that
such traditional considerations as historical context and an author's
intent were secondary, at best, in the search for the text's meaning.

His approach strove foremost to show that "the text never exactly means
what it says or says what it means," critic Christopher Norris wrote.
And a text, according to Derrida, could be any cultural product, from a
Shakespeare sonnet to a building by architect Frank Gehry.

Derrida's own focus was on philosophical texts by such giants as Plato,
Rene Descartes and Jean Jacques Rousseau. He liked to say he operated in
philosophy's margins, looking for the false polarities that he argued
undermined Western logic.

He was reluctant to reveal much about his life, fearful of biographers'
efforts to find cause and effect between his personal history and his
public views. Yet the links were difficult to deny.

Derrida was born in Algiers in 1930, the fifth generation of his family
of assimilated Sephardic Jews to be raised in Algeria.

Although his life was comfortably middle class, his early years were
fraught with tragedy and crisis. Two brothers died in childhood, causing
his mother to panic whenever Derrida showed signs of illness.

In 1940, when he was 10, the Nazi collaborationists who ruled French
Algeria imposed quotas on Jewish school enrollment, and Derrida, the top
student at his academy, was expelled. A teacher said French culture was
"not made for little Jews." He and his family were stripped of their
citizenship.

Although he acknowledged that the anti-Semitism he encountered in
Algeria was nowhere near as oppressive as that in Europe, it enforced
his view of himself as an outsider. "When you are expelled from school
without understanding why, it marks you," he acknowledged in a 2002 L.A.
Weekly interview.

Derrida spent an unhappy interlude in an unofficial Jewish lycee in
Algiers until the end of World War II, when normality returned to the
schools. Often truant during the war, he continued to pay little
attention to his studies, dreaming instead of becoming a professional
soccer player.

According to biographer Paul Strathern, Derrida's interest in philosophy
was piqued when he heard a talk about Albert Camus. Soon Derrida was
reading French writer Andre Gide and poet-philosopher Paul Valery and
filling a diary with quotations from Friedrich Nietzsche and Rousseau.
Near the end of high school, he began to read Jean-Paul Sartre.

Although his grades were poor, his intellectual ability was undeniable:
He was sent to Paris to study for entrance to the Ecole Normale
Superieure, France's most prestigious college. He was admitted in 1952
and plunged into his formal study of philosophy.

He met his future wife, Marguerite Aucouturier, at the Ecole Normale. A
psychoanalyst, she and Derrida were married in 1957. She survives him,
along with their sons, Pierre and Jean.

After graduating in 1956, Derrida spent a year at Harvard University on
a graduate scholarship, then returned to Algeria to serve in the French
army as a teacher.

He moved back to France in 1960 to teach philosophy and logic at the
Sorbonne, but hoped one day to become a citizen of an independent
Algeria. However, when the French colony finally won its independence in
1962, Europeans left en masse and Derrida realized that he would not be
welcomed back. He suffered what Strathern described as a "severe
depressive episode." From this time on he would refer to his sadness as
"nostalgeria."

The same year that Algeria broke free from France, Derrida published his
first important work: a French translation of German philosopher Edmund
Husserl's "Origin of Geometry," for which he wrote a book-length
introduction.

Husserl had argued that geometry began with human intuition about such
basic concepts as line and distance. But the rest of geometry, he
asserted, was independent of human experience — its rules and operations
timeless truths just waiting to be discovered.

Derrida questioned the German thinker's logic. How could geometry owe
its creation to intuition and yet be independent of intuition? Derrida
argued that Husserl could not have it both ways. Building on the
assertions of Martin Heidegger, he seized on what philosophers call an
aporia, an internal inconsistency without solution. His reasoning called
into question the whole notion of absolute truth, the basis of Western
philosophy.

Derrida's critique laid the foundation for deconstruction, which seeks
out the hidden assumptions and conflicts that undermine truth. It also
shed light on his view of himself as an "anti-philosopher," whose role
was "an interrogation of [philosophy's] very possibility."

By 1965 Derrida was teaching the history of philosophy at the Ecole
Normale Superieure and was associated with Tel Quel, a leftist magazine
that published work by such thinkers as Roland Barthes and Michel
Foucault. Derrida shared with them the desire to overturn conventional
perceptions of writing, literary criticism and philosophy. In 1966,
Derrida addressed a symposium at Johns Hopkins University during which
he took issue with the philosophical and critical movement called
structuralism, which held that all meaning stemmed from "deep
structures" found in a society's myths — structures through which the
society defined itself. He argued that what he would later call
deconstruction was a better lens through which to view important
cultural works.

"He was reading texts by Rousseau, Plato and [French poet Stephane]
Mallarme and seeing things nobody ever saw," J. Hillis Miller, an
English professor at Johns Hopkins then who missed Derrida's lecture but
read a transcript soon afterward, told The Times some years ago. Miller
was heavily influenced by Derrida's work and became a leading
deconstructionist at Yale.

The year after his Johns Hopkins address, Derrida signaled his arrival
as a major new thinker with the publication of three seminal volumes:
"Writing and Difference," "Speech and Phenomena" and "Of Grammatology."

"Of Grammatology," his most famous work, focuses on the submerged
dualisms and hierarchies that Derrida considered the foundation of
Western thought. He said that embedded in any text were oppositional
pairs such as good/evil, mind/body, male/female, truth/fiction. He
further said that the first term in any set of such "binary opposites"
is valued or privileged over the second. It is these oppositions,
Derrida argued, that must be deconstructed.

"All metaphysicians, from Plato to Rousseau, Descartes to Husserl, have
proceeded this way," he wrote, "conceiving good to be before evil, the
positive before the negative, the pure before the impure, the simple
before the complex, the essential before the accidental, the imitated
before the imitation, etc. And this is not just one metaphysical gesture
among others, it is the metaphysical exigency, that which has been the
most constant, most profound and most potent."

To illustrate how the greatest philosophers contradict themselves, he
often cited Plato's declaration that oral discourse "is written in the
soul of the listener." If speech, as the father of Western thought
asserted, was superior to writing, how could it then be "written" in the
soul? Like a Freudian slip, Plato's choice of words undercut his own
argument, Derrida insisted, demonstrating that speech is not more
authentic or closer to truth than writing. In fact, Derrida believed
that pairs such as speech/writing were not absolute opposites but
linked, as accomplices, so that one had no meaning without the other.

In exposing such false polarities, Derrida aimed to illuminate
alternative or suppressed meanings, a process not dissimilar to a
psychoanalyst's dredging of the subconscious. The deconstructionist
reader shuns the idea that a text can have a single, authoritative
meaning. Most texts, Derrida asserted, have too many meanings, a
condition that he called "undecidability."

"Deconstruction is a way of remembering what our culture is made of," he
told the Times of London some years ago in one of his more cogent
statements, "a way of reanalyzing, for instance, what philosophy is. It
is not simply a matter of theory, but of analyzing the different layers
and assumptions of Western philosophy." What was the point of all this?
Nothing good, Derrida's critics said. "Derrida's influence has been
disastrous," Roger Kimball, a conservative critic, said in a 1994 New
York Times Magazine interview. "He has helped foster a sort of anemic
nihilism, which has given imprimaturs to squads of imitators who no
longer feel that what they are engaged in is a search for truth, who
would find that notion risible."

To others, particularly literature professors, deconstruction was a
powerful and subtle tool.

"It was a little like the moment when Helen Keller first understands the
connection between the signing she is being taught and meaning," Barbara
Johnson, a prominent deconstructionist and feminist critic who teaches
English at Harvard, said in a 1991 interview about her first encounter
with Derrida's ideas. "Keller wanted to go back and sign everything; I
wanted to reread everything."

Deconstruction's impact was particularly strong at Yale, where Derrida
became a lecturer in the 1970s and heavily influenced the "Yale school"
of critics — a group that included Miller, De Man, Geoffrey Hartman and
Harold Bloom. The scholarly center of deconstruction later shifted to UC
Irvine, which recruited Miller in 1986. Later that year, the university
scored a greater coup with Derrida, who became a professor of humanities
there. He taught at Irvine one quarter a year until the spring of 2003,
while maintaining his post as professor of philosophy at the Ecole des
Hautes Etudes en Science in Paris, where he also served as director.

"Our community is deeply saddened to learn of the death of Jacques
Derrida," Karen Lawrence, dean of humanities at UC Irvine, told The
Times on Saturday. "The world has lost one of the most original and
provocative thinkers of the 20th century."

What may have been most threatening about deconstruction was its embrace
of disorder, of the view that the world is not a simple place, reducible
to such absolute concepts as good versus evil, hero versus villain, sane
versus insane.

"I think that people who try to represent what I'm doing or what
so-called deconstruction is doing as, on the one hand, trying to destroy
culture or, on the other hand, to reduce it to a kind of negativity, to
a kind of death, are misrepresenting deconstruction," he once told an
interviewer.

"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
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Wavy G
2004-10-10 04:02:55 UTC
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Derrida
Where's the pun?
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2004-10-10 04:10:59 UTC
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Derrida
Where's the pun?
You're soaking in it.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-12 01:54:29 UTC
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You're soaking in it.
Unfortunately Professor Derrida has himself completely deconstructed.

R.M.
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2004-10-14 11:45:29 UTC
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Post by ±
You're soaking in it.
Unfortunately Professor Derrida has himself completely deconstructed.
The thread is dead.
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R.M.
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sophie
2004-10-14 14:45:16 UTC
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Post by ±
You're soaking in it.
Unfortunately Professor Derrida has himself completely deconstructed.
The thread is dead.
There is no thread.
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sophie
still blaming nin
mhm34x20
Robert Morpheal
2004-10-17 15:47:57 UTC
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Post by ±
The thread is dead.
No, but you will be, considering there the thread is wrapped around.
We are slowly tightening it.

R.M.
Russell B
2004-10-10 05:57:06 UTC
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Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Wavy G
2004-10-10 23:18:47 UTC
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Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Russell B
2004-10-11 00:12:43 UTC
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Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
The DeCons. Shadiest bunch of mugs east of Portugal. You've heard of 'em.
Death of the author? That was one of their jobs. A nasty one, too, like I
said. Steer clear unless you want some of what that poor schnook got.
Wavy G
2004-10-11 03:58:02 UTC
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Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
The DeCons. Shadiest bunch of mugs east of Portugal. You've heard of 'em.
Death of the author? That was one of their jobs. A nasty one, too, like I
said. Steer clear unless you want some of what that poor schnook got.
The DeCons, eh? I ain't ascared of them. They sound pretty tough, but
they're too pretentious and out of touch with reality to be a real
manace.
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2004-10-11 01:40:19 UTC
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Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Snuh.
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http://www.bedoper.com/snuh



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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-12 01:55:47 UTC
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Who does he work for?
Snuh.
I don't think so. We had him broken down, a long while ago.
There is no way he works. No way whatever. We told the kids he]
was a clockwork motor. That did it. Completely broken down in ]
less than a day.

R.M.
Lady Chatterly
2004-10-11 21:52:03 UTC
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Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
A broken hand works, but not a broken heart.

--
Lady Chatterly

"Well, if your name is Daedalus, edens, Peter Ross, Flonkenstein,
Chatterly, or some other lezzie/geek, then you ain't able to stand
up." -- Turin
Robert Morpheal
2004-10-12 01:58:14 UTC
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Post by Lady Chatterly
A broken hand works, but not a broken heart.
There is only one thing that can take a constant beating, and still
continue to work - that is the human heart. It can even continue as a
bleeding heart, for the longest while. It can melt, and it can have a
heart attack, or even be shattered, but it still works. We have to hire
more of those. At least they are somewhat dependable.

R.M.
Robert Morpheal
2004-10-20 00:36:30 UTC
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Post by Lady Chatterly
A broken hand works, but not a broken heart.
Have you changed your mind yet ? It might be heartlessly great sex, if
you can simply give up your quaint but archaic notions about heart
surgery.

R.M.
Iain Cummings
2005-01-22 23:48:23 UTC
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Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't pun
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.

And then you accept or decline my special mint.
--
Iain Cummings
www.jimmymcnulty.com
Wavy G
2005-01-23 04:56:14 UTC
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Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
just
Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't
pun
Post by Wavy G
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
Billy Crabs
2005-01-23 10:55:21 UTC
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Post by Wavy G
Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of Russell B
just
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text isn't
pun
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
You, Wavy, love Iain Cummings? You are so romantic or are you just after
that special mint?
Iain Cummings
2005-01-23 22:14:28 UTC
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Post by Billy Crabs
Post by Wavy G
Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of Russell B
still
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
just
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text
isn't
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
pun
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
You, Wavy, love Iain Cummings? You are so romantic or are you just after
that special mint?
Have you got banjo? Or are we sans-banjo again?
Crappo
2005-01-24 02:08:21 UTC
Permalink
Post by Iain Cummings
Post by Billy Crabs
Post by Wavy G
Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of Russell B
still
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
just
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text
isn't
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
pun
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
You, Wavy, love Iain Cummings? You are so romantic or are you just
after
Post by Billy Crabs
that special mint?
Have you got banjo? Or are we sans-banjo again?
begin the COUNTDOWN
Wavy G
2005-01-24 03:41:28 UTC
Permalink
Post by Crappo
Post by Iain Cummings
Post by Billy Crabs
Post by Wavy G
Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of Russell B
still
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
just
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text
isn't
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
pun
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
You, Wavy, love Iain Cummings? You are so romantic or are you just
after
Post by Billy Crabs
that special mint?
Have you got banjo? Or are we sans-banjo again?
begin the COUNTDOWN
I don't get what's going on here. Oh wait...I see: "alt.non.sequitor."
OK, it all makes sense now.
±
2005-01-24 14:00:17 UTC
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Post by Crappo
Post by Iain Cummings
Post by Billy Crabs
Post by Wavy G
Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of Russell B
still
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
just
Post by Russell B
Post by Wavy G
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text
isn't
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
pun
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
You, Wavy, love Iain Cummings? You are so romantic or are you just
after
Post by Billy Crabs
that special mint?
Have you got banjo? Or are we sans-banjo again?
begin the COUNTDOWN
What did you learn this week?
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k00kologist Kimberly Kay Barnard (Bachelor of Science, Psychology &
longtime support group troll) tells an alt.support.depression.medication
poster what the alt.usenet.kooks awards are all about:

From: Kali <***@lart.meow>
Newsgroups: alt.support.depression.medication,alt.usenet.kooks
Subject: Linda Gore's Speech, was: Re: WINNERS! Usenet Kook Awards,
December 2004
Message-ID: <***@news.east.earthlink.net>

The awards granted by alt.usenet.kooks are the official Usenet kook
awards, Linda. They were not created for the purpose of devaluing acts
of kindness. They were created, and are maintained, for the purpose of
recognizing abusive posters. Your fellow nominees are liars, bigots,
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Robert Morpheal
2005-01-24 23:34:36 UTC
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What did you learn this week?
Learn to earn until you get the urning that you deserve.

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky, remember.

R.M.
Billy Crabs
2005-01-25 10:06:10 UTC
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Post by Iain Cummings
Post by Billy Crabs
Post by Wavy G
Don't blame me. I voted for "Iain Cummings"
Post by Iain Cummings
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of Russell B
still
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
just
Post by Russell B
Mother of Mercy, is this the end of ±
Post by ±
Derrida
Where's the pun?
What, the subversion of the author's intended meaning by the text
isn't
Post by Wavy G
Post by Iain Cummings
pun
Post by Russell B
enough for you, numbnuts? Some gangster you are.
Who does he work for?
Would you like this mint. It's my special mint.
It's a special mint but I share.
And then you accept or decline my special mint.
Your haiku is all messed up. Please resubmit for my evaluation.
Thanks. I love you.
You, Wavy, love Iain Cummings? You are so romantic or are you just
after
Post by Billy Crabs
that special mint?
Have you got banjo? Or are we sans-banjo again?
I don't play the banjo and why aren't you fixing your haiku and resubmitting
it for Wavy's evaluation?
JungleAcid
2004-10-10 04:45:39 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
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2004-10-10 05:10:35 UTC
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Post by ±
"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
There is nothing outside this text.
Post by JungleAcid
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2004-10-10 05:14:57 UTC
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Post by JungleAcid
Post by ±
"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
There is nothing outside this text.
a structuralist, i see.
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2004-10-10 05:40:25 UTC
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Post by ±
Post by JungleAcid
Post by ±
"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
There is nothing outside this text.
a structuralist, i see.
No false moves - never had 'em, never will.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-12 01:58:54 UTC
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No false moves - never had 'em, never will.
No augmentation ? You have disappointed your plastic surgeon.

R.M.
Robert Morpheal
2004-10-17 15:49:38 UTC
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There is nothing outside this text.
The entire universe is a text, meant to be deconstructed.
That's it. That's all there is. Enjoy.

R.M.
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2004-10-18 13:14:47 UTC
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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-20 00:37:30 UTC
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http://www.bedoper.com/snuh
I think Guido will have to have the boys strap you in, it's time you
went for another ride. Don't you think ?

R.M.
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2004-10-20 12:41:55 UTC
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2004-10-23 23:58:39 UTC
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Are you making a couple of points ?

That could be enough to start another war.

R.M.
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2004-10-25 05:11:45 UTC
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http://www.calendarlive.com/books/cl-ca-derrida24oct24,2,5995866.story?coll=cl-suncal

LA Times - Calendar
October 24, 2004
REMEMBRANCE
By Raphael Simon, Special to The Times


Each spring until the last, for nearly 20 years, Jacques Derrida left
Paris to lecture at UC Irvine.

The Orange County planned community couldn't help but seem an unlikely
home for a radical French intellectual. And yet, as a graduate student
at UC Irvine, I always thought Derrida's presence there made a kind of
sense. The epicenter of the Orange County housing boom, Irvine is
constantly being destroyed and re-created. Again and again, familiar
sites are bulldozed and replaced by buildings so sparkling new they
appear never to have suffered the indignity of being built. This
perpetual making and unmaking is what is meant by "deconstruction." Or
is it? Alas, we will never know for certain. Derrida died still refusing
to define the word — movement, method, theory, process? — with which his
name was synonymous.

For Derrida's followers, "deconstruction" was like a code word in
reverse. Only his critics spoke it aloud. I was at Irvine in the early
'90s, when, as his recent obituaries have taken pains to point out,
Derrida's influence was on the wane. Poststructuralism no longer in
vogue, university literature departments were in thrall to more overtly
political movements like Cultural Studies and the New Historicism. Not
long before, it was revealed that Derrida's late friend and advocate,
Paul de Man, had written for a collaborationist publication during World
War II — a fact upon which Derrida's adversaries seized to make a
tenuous but widely embraced connection between deconstruction and
fascism. Irvine was deconstruction's last stand. The proud but
beleaguered Derrida was like an aging Napoleon in exile; he seemed to be
biding time in Irvine, plotting his return to power with his faithful
but shrinking retinue.

Nonetheless, the California sunshine suited the Algerian-born Jew. Tan,
white-haired and well dressed, Derrida was known at UCI for being fond
of the beach — and of beautiful women. His reputation may have
diminished during his tenure at Irvine, but he became increasingly
famous until he achieved the ultimate California dream and became,
literally, a movie star. Instead of his countless books, it was the
documentary "Derrida" that would serve for many as an introduction to
the man who had spent so much of his career defending the priority of
text over image. That is, the theoretical priority.

My dinner with Jacques

I first met Derrida not in Irvine but in Paris. It was the summer after
my sophomore year at Yale — where, like so many Yale undergraduates, I
had fallen prey to the seductions of poststructuralist theory.

At the time, I was dating someone who made it a point to cultivate the
friendship of famous intellectuals. Thus I found myself being
chauffeured by Derrida from Paris to his home in Ris-Orangis, a place
not unlike Irvine as Paris suburbs go. The house felt surprisingly
familiar; it could have been the home of any American academic. The meal
prepared by Derrida's wife, Marguerite, a psychoanalyst, even included a
caprese salad and tabbouleh, two dishes then de rigueur in this country
for a certain cultural class.

Among the other guests were several visiting literature professors, one
of whom was freshly arrived from a conference on D.H. Lawrence, and
dinner soon devolved into a debate about the relative merits of
Lawrence, that English exponent of free love, and Jean Genet, the French
exponent of prisoner love. It was heady conversation, not to mention
company, for a 19-year-old who could barely speak French, but I was
determined to contribute.

I knew that Genet was a particular subject of Derrida's, and I sensed I
might win points by disparaging Lawrence. I was right. Flushed with
success, I remained silent for the rest of the evening.

After I graduated from Yale, I followed what was by then a well-trod
path from New Haven to Irvine. But when I enrolled in Derrida's seminar,
I didn't let on that I had met him before. I was afraid that he wouldn't
recognize me. Or worse, that he would speak to me in French. It wasn't
difficult to keep my distance; his seminars were crowded, his lectures
attended by hundreds. Hearing Derrida lecture was not dissimilar to
reading one of his essays — at once stupefying, exhilarating and
numbingly repetitive.

Almost always he began with a metaphor that for some reason intrigued
him, usually one that recurs in works by multiple authors (the beast or
"leviathan" in political philosophy, for instance), and then poked and
prodded the metaphor, teasing it until it revealed its secret, or rather
until it revealed its secretiveness, its "unknowability," in Derridian
terms, its resistance to the tyrannical rule of the concept. At times, I
felt that Derrida was a machine: Drop a metaphor in the slot and watch
it go through the same series of motions over and over until it tumbles
out the other end, now turned inside out, everything and nothing
revealed.

Once, while Derrida was lecturing, I sat bolt upright, realizing that I
was about to enter deep REM. I glanced over the sea of students around
me — all bent over, assiduously taking notes. What would the girl in
front of me do, I wondered, if I were to lean over and without warning
lick the nape of her neck? It was a fantasy more silly than perverse,
and it made me giggle. I tried to stifle my laughter. But every time I
succeeded, I spotted another neck and imagined licking it and I would
laugh louder, until even Derrida noticed. I was mortified. In his
writing, Derrida might have celebrated laughter and excess, but he
certainly didn't expect them from his students.

Even among his devotees Derrida was an ambivalent figure. In a moment of
frustration, my grad school roommate, as faithful a Derrida student as I
knew, shot an arrow through a first edition of one of Derrida's more
inscrutable books, "Glas" (roughly "Death Knell.") We placed the impaled
volume back on the shelf and kept it as an ironic artwork. Yet the
charge that Derrida's work represented an attack on what some call the
Great Books was to my mind always ridiculous.

Derrida's major contribution, as I understand it, was to highlight the
literary dimension of philosophy, and likewise to reveal the
philosophical significance of literature — a far cry from declaring
either literature or philosophy dead. On the contrary, deconstruction
introduced philosophy to a whole new generation of literature students.
(Admittedly, its place in philosophy departments has been more
problematic.) Derrida inspired us to read the very texts he was accused
of dishonoring. What teenager would otherwise have read Rousseau or
Descartes? Perhaps it is unfortunate that we learned to unravel a
tradition before we learned it as whole cloth. But we might not
otherwise have learned it at all.

In lieu of a term paper

In the end, as I discovered to my dismay, Derrida was a traditionalist.
In my last year at Irvine, his seminar concerned the notion of remains,
or "les restes," a topic that covered everything from recycling to
funeral ashes to defecation. In lieu of a term paper, I made a video for
Derrida, which he took back with him to France. He was unable to watch
the video, and a long correspondence ensued. At first, it seemed the
problem had to do with the format of the tape. But after we'd tried VHS,
Beta and PAL, we decided we'd wait until he was back in Irvine and I
could show him the tape. There I discovered the true nature of the
problem. It was like a bad joke: Here he was, the smartest man in the
world, and he couldn't operate a VCR.

The video consisted of clips from "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate
Factory," the chocolate river scene, for example, paired with diaper and
laxative commercials, as well as with readings from various Marxists and
psychoanalysts. It was the kind of sophomoric exercise I'd resisted as
an undergraduate, and I was embarrassed by it, but also pleased. I felt
the video was successful in making an argument relevant to the themes of
Derrida's class. After watching the video, Derrida looked uncomfortable
and strangely introspective. Finally, he told me he couldn't give me
credit for it. In order to pass his class, I would have to write a
conventional paper.

I was, frankly, stunned, and must not have hidden my reaction very well,
because he seemed to feel a need to explain himself. "Perhaps," he
admitted, suddenly moving into French, "despite certain thoughts of
mine, I am more conservative than one would expect." Then, as if to
lessen the blow, he asked if I'd ever considered going into "the
business." Although I was raised in Hollywood, it took me a moment to
realize he meant the movie business.

Shortly afterward, I left academia and joined "the business," just as he
suggested. I've worked as a screenwriter ever since. But it was my
association with Derrida that would put my face on the big screen. A
couple of years ago, I kept getting messages from friends that they'd
seen me in a movie. I had no idea what movie they were talking about.
Then I saw the Derrida documentary. My appearance is brief. But if you
pay attention you can see me, nodding, like all the other earnest
graduate students, as Derrida speaks on the occasion of the installation
of his archives at UC Irvine. The archives are still there, by the way,
and they're quite copious.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-26 00:39:33 UTC
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For Derrida's followers, "deconstruction" was like a code word in
reverse. Only his critics spoke it aloud. I was at Irvine in the early
'90s, when, as his recent obituaries have taken pains to point out,
Derrida's influence was on the wane.
In the afterlife it is Levi-Strauss versus Derrida, Marquis of
Queensbury rules, every night, night after night after night. Some say
that title fight will never be decided... even if it takes all of
eternity.

R.M.
Bill Cleere
2004-10-26 16:04:29 UTC
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Post by ±
For Derrida's followers, "deconstruction" was like a code word in
reverse. Only his critics spoke it aloud. I was at Irvine in the early
'90s, when, as his recent obituaries have taken pains to point out,
Derrida's influence was on the wane.
In the afterlife it is Levi-Strauss versus Derrida, Marquis of
Queensbury rules, every night, night after night after night. Some say
that title fight will never be decided... even if it takes all of
eternity.
The bouts will be refereed by Jean Cocteau, who will liven up
the proceedings with inexplicable instructions to the fighters
and shameless flirting with the Round Card Girls, all of whom
will be indescribably ugly.
JungleAcid
2004-10-26 18:41:42 UTC
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Post by Bill Cleere
The bouts will be refereed by Jean Cocteau, who will liven up
the proceedings with inexplicable instructions to the fighters
and shameless flirting with the Round Card Girls, all of whom
will be indescribably ugly.
I was locked in the bathroom with John Cage when the police showed up at a
party. He started to dismantle the toilet and throw piece out the window,
whispering "Help!" We were twelve stories up and surrounded by palms and
concrete.
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Bill Cleere
2004-10-26 19:31:25 UTC
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Post by Bill Cleere
The bouts will be refereed by Jean Cocteau, who will liven up
the proceedings with inexplicable instructions to the fighters
and shameless flirting with the Round Card Girls, all of whom
will be indescribably ugly.
I was locked in the bathroom with John Cage when the police showed up at a
party. He started to dismantle the toilet and throw piece out the window,
whispering "Help!" We were twelve stories up and surrounded by palms and
concrete.
What amazed me about that performance was that the musicians, who
only function was to sit at their places in the patio below and blow up
balloons in the shapes of their instruments, seemed utterly unfazed by
the hail of porcelain shards all around them.

-- Bill Cleere
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2004-10-27 07:36:09 UTC
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Post by Bill Cleere
Post by JungleAcid
Post by Bill Cleere
The bouts will be refereed by Jean Cocteau, who will liven up
the proceedings with inexplicable instructions to the fighters
and shameless flirting with the Round Card Girls, all of whom
will be indescribably ugly.
I was locked in the bathroom with John Cage when the police showed up at a
party. He started to dismantle the toilet and throw piece out the window,
whispering "Help!" We were twelve stories up and surrounded by palms and
concrete.
What amazed me about that performance was that the musicians, who
only function was to sit at their places in the patio below and blow up
balloons in the shapes of their instruments, seemed utterly unfazed by
the hail of porcelain shards all around them.
Thus spake Harry Partch.
Post by Bill Cleere
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2004-10-27 17:52:40 UTC
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Post by Bill Cleere
Post by JungleAcid
Post by Bill Cleere
The bouts will be refereed by Jean Cocteau, who will liven up
the proceedings with inexplicable instructions to the fighters
and shameless flirting with the Round Card Girls, all of whom
will be indescribably ugly.
I was locked in the bathroom with John Cage when the police showed up at a
party. He started to dismantle the toilet and throw piece out the window,
whispering "Help!" We were twelve stories up and surrounded by palms and
concrete.
What amazed me about that performance was that the musicians, who
only function was to sit at their places in the patio below and blow up
balloons in the shapes of their instruments, seemed utterly unfazed by
the hail of porcelain shards all around them.
Thus spake Harry Partch.
Who, like you, did not love Jacques Derrida *enough*.
Robert Morpheal
2004-10-27 22:59:45 UTC
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Thus spake Harry Partch.
The Spanish Inquisition cut out his tongue.

R.M.
JungleAcid
2004-10-28 05:39:18 UTC
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Thus spake Harry Partch.
The Spanish Inquisition cut out his tongue.
The Spanish Inquisition double-parked during bank hours.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-11-04 00:18:21 UTC
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The Spanish Inquisition double-parked during bank hours.
We hear they emptied the vault and took off for the Vatican.

Claimed it was a reluctant tithe.

R.M.
JungleAcid
2004-11-04 06:41:30 UTC
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Post by Robert Morpheal
Post by JungleAcid
The Spanish Inquisition double-parked during bank hours.
We hear they emptied the vault and took off for the Vatican.
Claimed it was a reluctant tithe.
Fortunately they left a trail of sausages. With enough beer, we were able
to find them.
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2004-11-06 08:28:44 UTC
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Post by JungleAcid
Post by Robert Morpheal
Post by JungleAcid
The Spanish Inquisition double-parked during bank hours.
We hear they emptied the vault and took off for the Vatican.
Claimed it was a reluctant tithe.
Fortunately they left a trail of sausages. With enough beer, we were able
to find them.
The consensus is to advance a safe distance from the trained hash
hounds.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-11-06 23:47:31 UTC
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The consensus is to advance a safe distance from the trained hash
hounds.
Unless you have your philosophical hash stripes those hounds will eat
you alive.

R.M.
Affinity
2004-10-10 05:21:36 UTC
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Post by ±
"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
Despite his esoteric path, Derrida said in several interviews he really
wanted to be a soccer player but wasn't talented enough.
Dudley DoWrong
2004-10-10 07:38:17 UTC
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Post by JungleAcid
Post by ±
"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
Despite his esoteric path, Derrida said in several interviews he really
wanted to be a soccer player but wasn't talented enough.
Immortalist would like to be Rapunzel but he's bald.
Robert Morpheal
2004-10-12 01:59:47 UTC
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Immortalist would like to be Rapunzel but he's bald.
Depends where the baldness is located and whether he can afford
the extensive plastic surgery that is involved. We are into realism.

R.M.
Immortalist
2004-10-12 04:15:44 UTC
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Immortalist would like to be Rapunzel but he's bald.
Depends where the baldness is located and whether he can afford
the extensive plastic surgery that is involved. We are into realism.
The aliens only take the baldies, hairy.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-17 15:50:17 UTC
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The aliens only take the baldies, hairy.
Not if they wear tinfoil hats.

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Immortalist
2004-10-17 18:55:29 UTC
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The aliens only take the baldies, hairy.
Not if they wear tinfoil hats.
http://images.google.com/images?q=tinfoil+hat

"Not if they wear tinfoil hats." is only a possibility not a necessity.
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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-20 00:38:34 UTC
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"Not if they wear tinfoil hats." is only a possibility not a necessity.
Well, I agree. They would need to wear tinfoil testicle protectors as
well as tinfoil hats in order to remain reasonably cognitively
functional.

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Immortalist
2004-10-20 04:07:39 UTC
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"Not if they wear tinfoil hats." is only a possibility not a necessity.
Well, I agree. They would need to wear tinfoil testicle protectors as
well as tinfoil hats in order to remain reasonably cognitively
functional.
How Many Brains Do You Have?
http://groups.google.com/groups?selm=9o2dnWJnae9ciuncRVn-ig%40comcast.com
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Wordsmith
2004-10-10 17:42:26 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
Despite his esoteric path, Derrida said in several interviews he really
wanted to be a soccer player but wasn't talented enough.
At least we can be thankful Beckham didn't become a deconstructionist.

Wordsmith :)
Welsh Taxidermist
2004-10-10 19:43:17 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
Despite his esoteric path, Derrida said in several interviews he really
wanted to be a soccer player but wasn't talented enough.
At least we can be thankful Beckham didn't become a deconstructionist.
Wordsmith :)
Beckham deconstructed a rib in his last match. A most
philosophical injury.
Wordsmith
2004-10-10 17:46:34 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
"Leave *me* unsatisfied"??!!?! *LOL* What about *us*???

Seriously, I'm sad Derrida's gone, but, as someone who invested
so much time with his books, I wish he'd been a tad more concise.

Wordsmith :)
JungleAcid
2004-10-10 18:02:11 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
"Leave *me* unsatisfied"??!!?! *LOL* What about *us*???
Seriously, I'm sad Derrida's gone, but, as someone who invested
so much time with his books, I wish he'd been a tad more concise.
Terrence McKenna, London is calling.

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|3iff //ullins
2004-10-10 23:37:57 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
"Leave *me* unsatisfied"??!!?! *LOL* What about *us*???
Seriously, I'm sad Derrida's gone, but, as someone who invested
so much time with his books, I wish he'd been a tad more concise.
Terrence McKenna, London is calling.
i tried to warn marshall dillon!

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|3iff //ullins
2004-10-10 23:37:06 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
"Leave *me* unsatisfied"??!!?! *LOL* What about *us*???
Seriously, I'm sad Derrida's gone, but, as someone who invested
so much time with his books, I wish he'd been a tad more concise.
you don't know anything about crockpot cooking.

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2004-10-12 06:42:29 UTC
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"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
"Leave *me* unsatisfied"??!!?! *LOL* What about *us*???
Seriously, I'm sad Derrida's gone, but, as someone who invested
so much time with his books, I wish he'd been a tad more concise.
you don't know anything about crockpot cooking.
Nah, I'm a "Shake 'n Bake" kinda guy!

W :)
|3iff //ullins
2004-10-12 13:19:19 UTC
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Post by Wordsmith
Post by JungleAcid
Post by ±
"Deconstruction is essentially affirmative. It's in favor of
reaffirmation of memory, but this reaffirmation of memory asks the most
adventurous and the most risky questions about our tradition, about our
institutions, about our way of teaching, and so on."
Asked ... to at least define deconstruction, Mr. Derrida said: "It is
impossible to respond. I can only do something which will leave me
unsatisfied."
"Leave *me* unsatisfied"??!!?! *LOL* What about *us*???
Seriously, I'm sad Derrida's gone, but, as someone who invested
so much time with his books, I wish he'd been a tad more concise.
you don't know anything about crockpot cooking.
Nah, I'm a "Shake 'n Bake" kinda guy!
and i'm a wake n' bake kinda guy!

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Robert Morpheal
2004-10-20 23:48:05 UTC
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Jacques Derrida, the influential French thinker and writer who inspired admiration, vilification and utter bewilderment as the founder of the intellectual movement known as deconstruction, has died. He was 74.
I had not read that yet. The rest of the article deconstructed, and
the above is all that remains.

R.M.
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