I forgot that I had a tumblr until I got a follower today for the first time in fuck knows how long.

hi, tumblr.

well, i don’t know if it was really finished, but i finally turned in my paper on lacan (only two months late!)

now its on to heidegger and hegel —hopefully i can at least get it drafted before classes start.

So close

I am within striking distance of finishing this paper on Lacan.  I even have  a title now: “The Colophon of Doubt is Part of the Text: Dialectics of Consciousness in Lacan and Idealism.”  Just a few more paragraphs to conclude and I’m home free to start editing and working up the citations.

I must say, Lacan (along with Hegel) is the most difficult thinker I have ever engaged at length.  I have never encountered any thinker whose writings are composed of such multifarious technical concepts, nor of such intricate interrelation.  Lacan’s work slides from term to term —each notion demanding the examination of the other until eventually one begins to wonder where the final, authoritative argument, foundation, or necessity lies.  But this is just the performative genius of Lacan’s discourse.  It functions as a repetition of the very therapeutic process which gives it its impetus —the “liquidation” of transference.  In “working through” the text, one is mapping and re-mapping a network of signifiers until one realizes that there is no “center:” Lacan himself is not an Other invested with full metaphysical authority such that the law of the signifier and the interpretive process can be ruptured and the process of interpretation can be “completed.”  Neither Lacan, nor Freud can serve as a sort of psychoanalytic replacement for the Cartesian God.