תשעים לאיש שניתח, זיהה והכריז לפני שנים רבות על מותה של האמת, ומי שנותן לנו כיום כלי החלפת "סימן" ו"מסמן" לניתוח המציאות שלנו כיום אולי טוב מכל, השבוע עם הסימולקרות של ז'אן
בודריאר
Postmodernity is the simultaneity of the destruction of earlier values and their reconstruction. It is renovation within ruination
BAUDRILLARD
Western faith and good faith became engaged in this wager on representation: that a sign could refer to the depth of meaning, that a sign could be exchanged for meaning and that some thing could guarantee
this exchange – God of course.
BAUDRILLARD
If once we were able to view the Borges fable in which the cartographers of the Empire draw up a map so detailed that it ends up covering the territory exactly (the decline of the empire witnessed the
fraying if this map, little by little and its fall into ruins, though some shreds are still discernible in the deserts - the metaphysical beauty of this ruined abstraction…)
BAUDRILLARD
Simulation is no longer that of a territory, a referential being, or substance. It is the generation models of a real without origin or reality : a hyperreal
BAUDRILLARD
The territory no longer precedes the map… it is the map that precedes the territory - precession of simulacra
BAUDRILLARD
It is the real, and not the map, whose vestiges subsist here and there, in the deserts which are no longer those of the Empire, but our own. The desert of the real itself.
BAUDRILLARD
Sadder than destitution, sadder than a beggar is the man who eats alone in public. Nothing more contradicts the laws of man or beast, for animals always do each other the honor of sharing or disputing
each other's food.
BAUDRILLARD
It is in love with its limitless horizontality, as New York may be with its verticality
BAUDRILLARD
Mistakes, scandals, and failures no longer signal catastrophe. The crucial thing is that they be made credible, and that the public be made aware of the efforts being expended in that direction. The
"marketing" immunity of governments is similar to that of the major brands of washing powder.
BAUDRILLARD
The obese is in a total delirium. For he is not only large, of a size opposed to normal morphology: he is larger than large. He no longer makes sense in some distinctive opposition, but in his excess,
his redundancy.
BAUDRILLARD
We are becoming like cats, slyly parasitic, enjoying an indifferent domesticity. Nice and snug in the social, our historic passions have withdrawn into the glow of an artificial coziness, and our half-closed
eyes now seek little other than the peaceful parade of television pictures
BAUDRILLARD
Never resist a sentence you like, in which language takes its own pleasure and in which, after having abused it for so long, you are stupefied by its innocence.
BAUDRILLARD
Cowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.
BAUDRILLARD
Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our life story in some infernal cinema or dispatched as microfilm into the sidereal
void.
BAUDRILLARD
The world is not dialectical - it is sworn to extremes, not to equilibrium, sworn to radical antagonism, not to reconciliation or synthesis. This is also the principle of evil.”
BAUDRILLARD
איתי פרוסט
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