I Think That Public Grieving Is A

When I Was Twelve, I Was Interviewed By A Doctoral Candidate In Education And Asked What I Wanted To Be When I Grew Up. I Said That I Either Wanted To Be A Philosopher Or A Clown, And I Understood Then, I Think, That Much Depended On Whether Or Not I Found The World Worth Philosophizing About, And What The Price Of Seriousness Might Be.

The Life Doesn't Simply Get Erased. It Gets Imprinted And Remembered.

Law Itself Is Either Suspended, Or Regarded As An Instrument That The State May Use In The Service Of Constraining And Monitoring A Given Population; The State Is Not Subject To The Rule Of Law, But Law Can Be Suspended Or Deployed Tactically And Partially To Suit The Requirements Of A State That Seeks More And More To Allocate Sovereign Power To Its Executive And Administrative Powers. The Law Is Suspended In The Name Of "sovereignty" Of The Nation, Where "sovereignty" Denotes The Task Of Any State To Preserve And Protect Its Own Territoriality.

It's Not My Concern. It's Your Concern. I Just Keep Working. I Keep Posing Certain Questions And I Think There Are Times When People Think "what Happened To The Judith Butler I Used To Know?" Or "she's Not Doing Gender Trouble. Does That Mean She Refuses It Or She's Disavowed It?" And I Would Say No. I Have Not Refused Or Disavowed Anything.

The Violence Of Language Consists In Its Effort To Capture The Ineffable And, Hence, To Destroy It, To Seize Hold Of That Which Must Remain Elusive For Language To Operate As A Living Thing.