We Might Overcome, Maybe, If We Really Work at It

As I wrote over at Black Masks the other day, all of the Obama love has my deconstructive sense tingling. I think I'll let Ill Doctrine offer my hesitation:

The work is never finished. This theme has been rearing its head everywhere in my life recently: research (Levinas and the relation to the other as saying rather than said), teaching (Jim Corder and Burke on interminable social relations as the foundation for blogging), and, well, I guess I only have two facets to my life. Oh, well, there's that cancer thing. That seems pretty interminable as well.

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