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The Foucault project: the transparent power of unreason

2020-10-31T13:32:32.120Z

The President praised Grabois, but Hebe de Bonafini devalued his revolutionary desire.10/30/2020 21:02 Clarín.com Opinion Updated 10/30/2020 9:02 PM While an arboreal light covers up the revolutionary garden, certain animals agonize overloaded with bad grass and die. The contours of the entrerrianas blades are blurred in their shapeless oscillations, Juan Grabois feels that the Revolution is an eternal dream and the agroecological parsley sown by the rebellious heroes sprout alrea



10/30/2020 21:02

  • Clarín.com

  • Opinion

Updated 10/30/2020 9:02 PM

While an arboreal light covers up the revolutionary garden, certain animals agonize overloaded with bad grass and die.

The contours of the entrerrianas blades are blurred in their shapeless oscillations, Juan Grabois feels that the Revolution is an eternal dream and the agroecological parsley sown by the rebellious heroes sprout already withered.

The feat inspired the Prime Magistrate who praised the Vaticanist and general of the agrarian reform.

"

It is not unreasonable, you have to take it into account

."

The president argued and evaluated that

the adventure was a good idea

.

The discord is so open, and so confused, that the roles were reversed: Hebe de Bonafini devalued the revolutionary longings of the mystical child and redeemer of the homeless like Dolores Etchevehere: “

Grabois is a guy that I don't like at all, he's something that it does not correspond, less to put people to take the field

”.

Dolores was arrested and Grabois was still at large.

The charters of the

artiguistas altar boys

shield with the haloed power of incense.

There is an internal and intense tangle in the governmental space that unravels in internal storms.

The taking of Guernica was

promoted by estates and adjacencies related to the ruling party

, and then chased away by 4 thousand policemen where shots, sticks and beatings were not lacking.

The present state.

Present, absent, lunatic, incoherent and puzzling.

The tragedy of poverty attracted scavenging hornets to Guernica that they collected from the desperate and immediately fled under the protection of other criminals, and these were at the same time protected by other villains and, in the end, all washed their hands, after reviewing the palpable forcefulness of his pockets full.

The ruling members of the postulated liberation without repression, exploded in militant and convoluted defenses of the eviction of Guernica led by Sergio Berni, Cristina's favorite recruit.

Psychiatric populism has consequences

.

Ritual licenses of grievances are unleashed, thrown like poisoned darts.

The Peronist liturgy of internal confrontation is a known mechanism and at this moment, desperate.

The 30,000 dead from the pandemic are the deceased ghostly witnesses of the official nightmare, which now predicts mass vaccination in record time.

Grabois wanted to urge the system by intruding on it.

Will try again.

Psychiatric populism hallucinates.

Blurs the sense of reality.

And it is resolved in Napoleonic caricatures of delusions of grandeur, imaginary invulnerabilities, rhetorical and epistolary crusades and an unspoken and very current motto: not to solve any real problem.

"The madman is not manifest in his being, but in his being another," Foucault wrote.

Madness is the other.

The other, what one is not, invades one's own identity, breaks it and turns it into nonsense.

One feels José Artigas, another Cleopatra and architect, another would like to be Nestor and cries and annihilates himself and the thousand flowers of psychiatric populism bloom.

Foucault ponders madness, it is a blazon, a volcanic outbreak of inner sincerity.

It is not a demerit or a stigma for him.

On the contrary, it reveals the depth, the disappearance of appearances.

It is the intense expression of the subject emancipated from conventional logic, revealed in his imagination without makeup.

Insanity usurps rationality to execute the concealment that conscience operates over the unconscious that does not lie.

"The madman reminds each of his truth."

So we live a Foucauldian project of power

.

It has countless theorists in favor.

Everything is consistent with the liberation of prisoners that took place at the time and with the penal abolitionism that Foucault's epigones celebrate and proclaim.

Sociologically, however, the matter is complicated.

The confrontation of altered egos, or of scrambled egos as the writer Juan Cruz would say, envelops politics in a lost space, in the capricious and unpredictable flows of a drifting caravel.

Stultifera Navis called it Foucault in reference to an ancient myth;

(Crazy people's nave).

A cursed ship that, nevertheless, for him, carried truths embodied by incorrect and disconnected passion, but for that very reason, deeply true of the delusional.

It is a healing hex;

an oxymoron that theory offers us.

Meanwhile, the fantastic fauna that man the ruling ship, absorbed in its distorting mirrors, cannot find a foothold in urgent and essential solutions.

And the ship goes.

Source: clarin

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