Jacques Derrida died today. Or maybe yesterday; I can't be sure. The newspaper says: DERRIDA PASSED AWAY. FUNERAL TOMORROW. Which leaves the matter doubtful; it could have been yesterday.
The passing of Derrida reminds us once again that "arbitrary", in the sense of presenting itself as irreducible absence, signifies the possibilities inherent in all systems of significance; mental signs of a mixed nature, the symbolic part of which challenges us to transcend all of the apparently incompatible exigencies. Especially the ones that come into existence by development out of icons, or from mixed signs.
But the primary theme in the analysis of cultural desublimation is a self-supporting totality. Any number of theories concerning the bridge between society and reality exist. In a sense, the characteristic theme of his work is the role of the participant as reader. The subject is contextualised into a subsemioticist paradigm of context that includes art as a paradox.
When I was a young boy, my father counseled me to be careful and "believe nothing of what you hear and only half of what you see".
He went on to explain to me that most of what you hear and see in this world, most all of religion, most all of politics and varying percentages of everything else is pure, unadulterated horsepookey.
In fact, he even ventured a guess as to the percentage: 90% of everything that passes for knowledge, truth or scholarship is total crap.
In Derrida's case, that number is closer to 99%
