Week 124 of our regular morning feature here at Friedman of the Plains Worldwide in which we highlight the great words and works of great men and women, as well as those who are insufferable, delusional, and even fictional.
This Week Achille Mbembe
“How this is possible is, first, by being, literally, several in a single body. “We are twelve in my body. We are packed like sardines.” In other words, the being that I am exists each time in several modes—or, let us say, several beings, which, although sometimes mutually exclusive, are nevertheless inside one another.” — On The Postcolony
Jesus spitballing with the apostles. In other dimensions he became ever more rarified, indistinct, granular.
Somone once told me that truly great philosophy will be incomprehensible to me. This must be amazing.