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No defence against the indefensible
The s***e between words and things is total
No defence against the indefensible
The s***e between words and things is fatal
All naming is already murder: serviced muck on the killing floor
Soft-violence as pragmatic necessity: bullbaiting with the starved dogs of rhetoric
An arena sport like no other
Bring on the organ-grinders, carnival barkers, snake-oil paddlers, pork-barreling mouthpieces
Parceling out concerted blows of categorical reification
Deep b***s with self-confirming payloads
Live seed for excessive entitlement and a snare for every congenital impulse
Absent a shot, absent a rest, we are condemned to be at war with words
The function of representation comes to grief when words lose their connections with things - in short, when language represents itself.
Mark Poster, The Mode Of Information
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Spoils of Failure (2009)