S.M.A.R.T.'s Ritual Abuse Pages New Left Review - NLR 90, November-December 2014 Camus’ Stranger Explained, Because Reading is Boring | Critical-Theory.com “The Stranger” is perhaps Albert Camus‘ most famous work. Published in 1942, it recalls the events of a man living in French Algeria after his mother dies. Not one to mourn, he starts a new love affair, makes new friends and ends up killing someone. His real crime, however, is “being a stranger to the rules of society.” In the spirit of Camus’ own brand of existentialism (though he hated the label), the main character remains thoroughly indifferent to his fate. We are, after all, insignificant in the grand scheme of the universe. “The Stranger” is also the subject of the song “Killing an Arab” by The Cure. Camus won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1957.
A robbery at the Wittgenstein Bank “Nietzsche’s Burst of Laughter,” Interview with Gilles Deleuze | Critical-Theory.com This interview, entitled “Nietzsche’s Burst of Laughter”, was published in 1967 in the French newspaper Le Nouvel Observateur on April 5. It was conducted by Guy Dumur. Posted to Reddit, the source of the translation is not cited. However, a translation of the same interview exists in “Desert Islands: and Other Texts, 1953–1974.” Deleuze discusses the release of Nietzsche’s collected works, and the problems analyzing Nietzsche’s oeuvre. “Elizabeth Forster-Nietzsche put together an extremely harmful work that privileges many Nazi interpretations,” Deleuze notes. Before writing “Anti-Oedipus” with Felix Guattari, Deleuze wrote about the history of philosophy, including “Nietzsche and Philosophy.” Deleuze continues to speak on the relevance of Nietzsche in contemporary France. Read the interview below: Dumur: How was the new edition of Nietzsche’s Complete Philosophical Works established? Dumur: How do you explain that Italians rather than Germans did the job? Deleuze: Completely new.
Fantastically Weird Shit Marx, Engels, Lénine Albert Camus will always be the outsider – and I'm proud of that, says the writer's daughter | Books | The Observer It is a century since French Nobel prize-winning author Albert Camus was born – and more than 50 years since he died in an accident on an icy road – yet the polemics over his legacy and "mysterious" death rumble on. What his only daughter, Catherine Camus, recalls, however, is not the man shunned by Algeria, the country of his birth, as an Arab-despising colonialist, nor the slowness of the French establishment to recognise him, nor even the anti-communist who may – or may not – have been murdered by the Russians. "Was he killed by the KGB? I don't know and I don't want to know. He was Papa," she says, her voice faltering a fraction. "And I lost him. We are sitting in the tall-ceilinged former office of Claude Gallimard, son of Gaston, founder of the French publishing company that brought Camus, Jean-Paul Sartre and André Gide to the wider world. A major French exhibition was cancelled amid rows and recriminations over what part Algeria should play in it.