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  <read_at>Mon Jan 01 00:00:00 -0800 1990</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I need a bucket.  This is the a-hole through which there has flowed a river of anemic pretentious francophilic crap for three decades.  Derrida seems to have little of Foucault's erudition and a strange compulsion to make the same empty gestures over and over again.  Everything Schopenhauer said about Hegel applies here (that the guy is a charlatan selling his own image in the guise of a new philosophical language).  Maybe other books by Derrida are wonderful; I've only read &quot;Of Spirit,&quot;  &quot;Limited, Inc,&quot; and parts of this one.  &quot;Limited Inc&quot; was gross.<br/><br/>There are few writers I actually hate.  The two I hate the most are Derrida and Allen Ginsberg.  Just sit back and watch the resemblances crystallize...<br/><br/><br/>]]></body>
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