Frank was incensed at their murmuring.
Voting is so obviously foreign to all truth (even in the sense of conservative opinion: it brings Hitler to power just as easily as Pétain or the Algerian Islamists) that, for those who wish to uphold this figure of ‘democracy’ philosophically, it is necessary to sever ‘the’ political from the protocols of decision, to reduce it to the judgement of the spectator, and to think of debate as a plural confrontation of opinions without truth […] What do the sovereignty of the spectator and the absolute primacy of debate actually mean? That ‘politics’ [conceived as such] is the name of what concerns, not determinate judgement, but reflexive judgement.
Alain Badiou, ‘Metapolitics’ (via aidsnegligee)
I am really content right now.
I have no idea why. My full-time job of mind-numbing drudgery has just begun and I’ve been short on sleep for every day I’ve worked it.
Maybe it’s the Talk Talk.
asks:
I'm looking for one of your posts you made a while ago. It was a paragraph that had a lot of pun things and misunderstood colloquial terms, like, uumm instead of saying brass tacks it said brass stacks—or something like that. Haha, I wanna read it again.
Listening to echolyn’s upcoming album at Prog Scape.
I was honestly really nervous about hearing it before its release.
But so far it is fantastic. Seven years sounds like it was worth it (and for a double album too!)
I came for the music and stayed for the incredible stop-motion photography.
