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I.V. Nuss
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Emma Waltraud Howes
Questionnaire Emma Waltraud Howes
I.V. Nuss
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Une vie en philologie
Sina Dell’Anno
Punk / Philology
Dan-el Padilla Peralta
Junk Philology. An Anti-Commentary
Simon Critchley
Learning to Eat Time with One’s Ears
Tom McCarthy
Toke My Asymptote – oder: die ekstatische Agonie des Erscheinens
Claire Fontaine
Towards a Theory of Magic Materialism
A. L. Kennedy
Qu’est-ce qu’un auteur ?
Tom McCarthy
Toke My Asymptote – or, The Ecstatic Agony of Appearance
Mehdi Belhaj Kacem
Grabmal für Guy Debord
Mehdi Belhaj Kacem
Tombeau pour Guy Debord
Sandra Frimmel
I Hate the Avant-garde
Jean-Luc Nancy
Après les avant-gardes
Alexander García Düttmann
Cold Distance
Christian Beetz, Hendrik Rohlf
Katalysatoren der Radikalisierung
Michael Heitz
Wong Ping’s "Who’s the Daddy"
Ines Kleesattel
Kunst, junge Mädchen und die ästhetische Freiheit untenrum
Axel Dielmann
Die Schneiderin
Damian Christinger, Monica Ursina Jäger
Fiktionen von Heimat
Zoran Terzić
Transplants politiques
Jochen Thermann
L’aide-cuisinier
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 5
Thomas Huber
Generation of the Lynn Hershman Antibody
Elena Vogman
Dynamography, or Andrei Bely’s Rhythmic Gesture
Marcus Quent
Verrinnen der Zeit und Glaube an die Welt
Maël Renouard
Fragmente eines unendlichen Gedächtnisses
Stephen Barber
Krieg aus Fragmenten: World Versus America
Wolfgang Plöger
After This Comes That Before That Comes This
Artur Zmijewski
Conversation on “Glimpse”
Mário Gomes
Poetik der Architektur
Ann Cotten
Dialoge
Eric Baudelaire
Abecedarium
Rolf Bossart, Milo Rau
On Realism
Trmasan Bruialesi
Lieber Paul 1
Hendrik Rohlf
Richard Prince (Book)
Marcus Quent
Ohne Halt
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 6
Kommt ein Polizist zu einem Mann, der beschuldigt wird, seinen kleinen Sohn zu Tode geschüttelt zu haben. Wie ist denn das passiert?, will der Polizist wissen. So!, gibt der Mann...
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Bearded Ladies, Dwarfs and Giants, Hermaphrodites, Siamese Twins (see Heng and Chang on the book cover), the Mule-headed Lady, The Serpent-Woman, The Amazing Half-Boy (famous for his appearance in...
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Apfel oder Zitrone? Remembering, what do you hear? Wie sterben? Nord oder Süd? A question to which “yes” is always your answer?
In der Folge von Georges Perecs Erinnerung 480: "Ich erinnere mich… (Fortsetzung folgt…)"
A for Anomie
The idea that terrorism and other forms of political violence are directly related to strains caused by strongly held grievances has been one of the most common explanations to date and can be traced to a diverse set of theoretical concepts including relative deprivation, social disorganization, breakdown, tension, and anomie. Merton (1938) identifies anomie as a cultural condition of frustration, in which values regarding goals and how to achieve them conflict with limitations on the means of achievement.
Gary LaFree and Laura Dugan, “Research on Terrorism and Countering Terrorism”, Crime and Justice, Vol. 38, No. 1, 2009.
B for Block or Blocked
If terrorism in each of its expressions can be considered an indicator of the existence of a political block (of an impossibility of reacting if one wishes to react differently), this influences its real ability to modify the situation. Terrorism has been historically more successful when it was not...
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»Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, MAESTRO DI COLOR CHE SANNO. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.
Rhythm begins, you see. I hear. Acatalectic tetrameter of iambs
marching. No, agallop: DELINE THE MARE.
Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since?
If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. BASTA! I will see
if I can see.
See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world
without end.«
James Joyce
Dire works on the bogus regime—not just of art—but endowed with wit, beauty and irresistible fetish character.