Knowledge Is Not For Knowing: Knowledge Is

The Lyricism Of Marginality May Find Inspiration In The Image Of The Outlaw, The Great Social Nomad, Who Prowls On The Confines Of A Docile, Frightened Order.

I Wasn't Always Smart, I Was Actually Very Stupid In School [t]here Was A Boy Who Was Very Attractive Who Was Even Stupider Than I Was. And In Order To Ingratiate Myself With This Boy Who Was Very Beautiful, I Began To Do His Homework For Him – And That's How I Became Smart, I Had To Do All This Work To Just Keep Ahead Of Him A Little Bit, In Order To Help Him. In A Sense, All The Rest Of My Life I've Been Trying To Do Intellectual Things That Would Attract Beautiful Boys.

A Real Subjection Is Born Mechanically From A Fictitious Relation [...] He Who Is Subjected To A Field Of Visibility, And Who Knows It, Assumes Responsibility For The Constraints Of Power; He Makes Them Play Spontaneously Upon Himself; He Inscribed In Himself The Power Relation In Which He Simultaneously Plays Both Roles; He Becomes The Principle Of His Own Subjection.

A Critique Does Not Consist In Saying That Things Aren't Good The Way They Are. It Consists In Seeing On Just What Type Of Assumptions, Of Familiar Notions, Of Established And Unexamined Ways Of Thinking The Accepted Practices Are Based... To Do Criticism Is To Make Harder Those Acts Which Are Now Too Easy.

Life Itself Was Only Futility, Vain Words, A Squabble Of Cap And Bells.