"A dialectical presentation, on the other hand, is disturbing, for it requires of its readers a searching and rigorous scrutiny of everything they believe and live by...if the experience of a rhetorical form is flattering, the experience of a Dialectical form is humiliating." [2]
"...rather than distinguishing, it resolves, and in the world [...] the lines of demarcation between places and things, fade in an all-embracing unity..." [3]
"...the dialectical presentation succeeds at its own expense...it becomes the vehicle of its own abandonment."
Stanley Fish "Self-Consuming Artifacts"
The idea then, is that, if we ever win the war on drugs, we will have no more need of our heroes. The war will be won. No more drugs. Anywhere. What need will there be for a DEA, and if these are the rules of the game then wouldn't the DEA win if and only they keep the ball in play indefinitely?
This is the exterminators' paradox. A solution which solves all cases would be a threat to his own survival/livelihood.
Computer poetry is warfare carried out by other means, a warfare against conventionality and language that has become automatized. Strange as it seems, our finite state automata have become the poet’s allies in this struggle, the long historical battle by which mankind pries into the surface of language to reveal its latent mysteries… R.W. Bailey, Computer Poems (1973)
Thursday, November 11, 2010
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