...language Is Never Innocent.

Historically And Politically, The Petit-bourgeois Is The Key To The Century. The Bourgeois And Proletariat Classes Have Become Abstractions: The Petite-bourgeoisie, In Contrast, Is Everywhere, You Can See It Everywhere, Even In The Areas Of The Bourgeois And The Proletariat, What's Left Of Them.

In Front Of The Photograph Of My Mother As A Child, I Tell Myself: She Is Going To Die: I Shudder, Like Winnicott's Psychotic Patient, Over A Catastrophe Which Has Already Occurred. Whether Or Not The Subject Is Already Dead, Every Photograph Is This Catastrophe.

The Unary Photograph Has Every Reason To Be Banal, 'unity' Of Composition Being The First Rule Of Vulgar (and Notably, Of Academic) Rhetoric: 'the Subject,' Says One Handbook For Amateur Photographers, 'must Be Simple, Free Of Useless Accessories; This Is Called The Search For Unity.

The Gesture Of The Amorous Embrace Seems To Fulfill, For A Time, The Subject's Dream Of Total Union With The Loved Being: The Longing For Consummation With The Other.

Literature Is The Question Minus The Answer.