The Most Powerful Person Is He Who

Proletarian Language Is Dictated By Hunger. The Poor Chew Words To Fill Their Bellies.

He Who Has Laughter On His Side Has No Need Of Proof.

If Philosophy Is Still Necessary, It Is So Only In The Way It Has Been From Time Immemorial: As Critique, As Resistance To The Expanding Heteronomy, Even If Only As Thought's Powerless Attempt To Remain Its Own Master And To Convict Of Untruth, By Their Own Criteria, Both A Fabricated Mythology And A Conniving, Resigned Acquiescence.

The Jargon Of Authenticity ... Is A Trademark Of Societalized Chosenness, ... Sub-language As Superior Language.

To Say 'we' And Mean 'i' Is One Of The Most Recondite Insults.