If you’ve waited for a certain level of evidence of things being bad, you’re already too late. The last forty years is littered not just with dead canaries but dead miners.
If you’ve waited for a certain level of evidence of things being bad, you’re already too late. The last forty years is littered not just with dead canaries but dead miners.
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There looms, within abjection, one of those violent, dark revolts of being, directed against a threat that seems to emanate from an exorbitant outside or inside, ejected beyond the scope of the possible, the tolerable, the thinkable. It lies there, quite close, but it cannot be assimilated. It beseeches, worries, and fascinates desire, which, nevertheless, does not let itself be seduced. Apprehensive, desire turns aside; sickened, it rejects.
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Julia Kristeva | Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection