To Eat Steak Rare . . .

The Ventoux Is A God Of Evil, To Which Sacrifices Must Be Made. It Never Forgives Weakness And Extracts An Unfair Tribute Of Suffering.

Every New Fashion Is A Refusal To Inherit, A Subversion Against The Oppression Of The Preceding Fashion; Fashion Experiences Itself As A Right, The Natural Right Of The Present Over The Past.

The Incapacity To Name Is A Good Symptom Of Disturbance.

For Death Must Be Somewhere In A Society; If It Is No Longer (or Less Intensely) In Religion, It Must Be Elsewhere; Perhaps In This Image Which Produces Death While Trying To Preserve Life. Contemporary With The Withdrawal Of Rites, Photography May Correspond To The Intrusion, In Our Modern Society, Of An Asymbolic Death, Outside Of Religion, Outside Of Ritual, A Kind Of Abrupt Dive Into Literal Death.

There Are People Who Think That Wrestling Is An Ignoble Sport. Wrestling Is Not Sport, It Is A Spectacle, And It Is No More Ignoble To Attend A Wrestled Performance Of Suffering Than A Performance Of The Sorrows Of Arnolphe Or Andromaque.