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by Zsenitan 06/14/2009, 11:05pm PDT |
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"The Hobag Thread"
On women
I'm not going to quote. I don't want to ruin it for you.
It is disingenuous to disqualify great thoughts because they do not come from someone attractive, or moneyed, or powerful, or because they say disagreeable things. Andrea Dworkin was fat and crazy; she was also a philospher of splendidly virile forthrightness and intellectual rigor. Loathsome Celine, grotesque Villard, meaninglessly obscure Beckett, quietly misogynist Lem: all incandescent thinkers who produced works of lasting merit, the reading of which always produces rewards. Michael Jackson didn't stop being funky just because he slept with children, in whatever sense we would like to interpret "sleep."
So it wouldn't matter if I disliked what was being said in these brutally foolish icycalm ouvres: they could still be great, even true, thoughts without being in agreement with my own.
They are banal and stupid because they are incurious, circular, and insulting without purpose. There is nothing wrong with his logic except that it runs on a track parallel to reality: in attempting to prove that women are wombs with legs, he uses only philosophical evidence in which his thesis is a foregone conclusion, and rides the rest of the way home on ill-observed anecdotes and appeal to authority. Something like using only the testimony of the blind in determining whether red and green are truly separate colors.
Of course, he has a standing challenge to come to Caltrops and deal with my trifling genius. He has even taken this challenge under a variety of pseudonyms, and I have always crushed him as though he were a jar of mayonnaise. |
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