Exit Bag Out

Awhile ago, I had been at a party. I’d listened to someone talk about Kate Moss for ten minutes straight. I left the room, found my flatmate and asked why anyone was interested in anything at all. We’d come up with no answers. All this started a month ago, and all that started long before. I will not … More Exit Bag Out

Kill Yourself

Barbiturate is one of the few drugs capable of killing you painlessly, so of course the state has banned it. Instead we get paracetamol, a shitty over-the-counter painkiller that leaves you in pain for up to five days while your liver and kidneys shut down. Suicide prevention is a fucking joke. Secular appropriations of Christian … More Kill Yourself

Finitude, Death and the False Gods of Creation: Power and the Subject in Nietzsche and Althusser

Caught in becoming, the subject never becomes. The animal, sunken in immanence, knows only existence as species-being. As a philosophical concept, the animal represents reproduction, the infinite repetition of the same … More Finitude, Death and the False Gods of Creation: Power and the Subject in Nietzsche and Althusser

Suītopī

His arm circling round her waist. Maybe . . . A blare. Sweat of traffic. Muggy afternoon. The sun bounces off every surface, paints the surroundings white. I stand at the corner of the street, feel the pavement seep through my soles. Sesame drifts from the marketplace; cheap soba, oil and soy. A cat stretches on the neighbour’s roof, white fur … More Suītopī

Final Fantasy XV and the Absent Phallus

For thirteen hours, I have watched four cosmopolitan titans of men slide through the air like greasy hamburgers, limbs and torsos contorting awkwardly as enormous phallus-shaped weapons cleave through monsters and men alike. Ignis clicks his gloved fingers and a meal of bacon and eggs materialises. He sits silently as Noctis picks at it with … More Final Fantasy XV and the Absent Phallus

The Differend Deferred: Overcoming Silence through a Solidarity of Incomprehensibility

With whose tongue do I speak? This is the tongue that hails the world into being—constructs street from air, right from wrong, being from non-being. Foucault saw power in language—an organisation of knowledge confined … More The Differend Deferred: Overcoming Silence through a Solidarity of Incomprehensibility

The Police, and why they Deserve to get Fucked

Someone in my Critical Victimology class said we have to be careful not to victimise the police. They were speaking in regards to the social media outrage that erupted with Ferguson; a movement criticising the police and their long history of racist violence. This victimisation of the police really surprised me, as I had not known that the … More The Police, and why they Deserve to get Fucked

The Ethics of Ridicule

Colonialism never died. A strange claim, surely, for the bloody imperialism of Britain receded into the historical imaginary decades ago; but a crueller colonialism lives on in the gaze of its citizens; a colonial gaze that dominates and subjugates, through the perpetual orientalisation of the other. Edward Said most famously defined orientalism as the fictitious … More The Ethics of Ridicule