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03/16/2008

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Frosty

There's a great article on a pseudo-communist philosopher up at tnr.com right now.  Here's a good graft from the piece:

There is a name for the politics that glorifies risk, decision, and
will; that yearns for the hero, the master, and the leader; that
prefers death and the infinite to democracy and the pragmatic; that
finds the only true freedom in the terror of violence. Its name is not
communism. Its name is fascism, and in his most recent work Zizek has
inarguably revealed himself as some sort of fascist. He admits as much
in Violence, where he quotes the German philosopher Peter
Sloterdijk on the "re-emerging Left-Fascist whispering at the borders
of academia"--"where, I guess, I belong." There is no need to guess.

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