AT THE STOA

In an article espousing ἔρως (eros) as the other of λόγος (logos), Garrison uses Levinas and Derrida to problematize the entirety of Western philosophy - or what comes down to it, to the entirety of thought itself (an arrogant statement, that). He starts with a fundamental implication of both their positions: culturally, infants are our others, and through enculturation they are rendered unto the same, that is, the sameness in hermeneutic humanity. If that is correct, infants are our cultural, existential, and phenomenological others, because properly speaking, no one experiences being an infant. This is not to say that they are tabula rasa  when they are born, neither is it to say that they are not born. What it says is more fundamental: that there is no rubric, language, frame, or anything that, phenomenologically speaking, an infant has to make rational sense of anything at all. The closest we get to experiencing infants is through other infants, and inferring what...

They were on opposite ends of the globe - 13,000 kilometers give or take a few hundred to be exact. Sometimes their days coincide in their activities, if only for a while, and then the inevitable necessity for sleep, or for work, would take over, always that of one inverse to the that of the other. Today they spent the day together virtually, locked in the silence of each one's duties, self-imposed, seemingly endless. Comes a small break in her work, and she, being more used to staying up longer, was with him when he started working in his corner of the world, when he was sleepy, and when he slept. She might just also still be up for his waking. He slept long hours. He says he dreamt weird dreams in his sleep. This strange spending of their days while geographically apart could continue, theoretically, for days at a stretch, but it does not. It's unsustainable. Today's long hours consisted of her working, listening to music, linking three music videos to his social ...