An early mention of Maurice Merleau-Ponty caught my attention, I had just finished reading the middle-third of his book, "The Phenomenology of Perception" this afternoon. It's a book about seeing, double-vision and psychic disorders - right up my alley in terms of disabling affectations. And it fits in well with the thoughts of Claude Levi-Strauss, too, as he too symbolically references my position as the forever-virginal hero who does not know how to use words to ask the question that will free him from his psychotic blindness, the question which parallels his insight into the evolutionary development from structuralist male-oriented modern historical time to a female-centered postmodernist multiverse of ideological space. Levi-Strauss' final affirmation that the universe is not a chaos, I found enlightening and gave me reason to look into his work in greater detail. It's my ambition to write a Levi-Straussian critique of Jeff Koons Made in Heaven, which, I plan to reveal, is not about sex at all, but about the signifying order of power-dynamic made concrete in the sexually-encoded images that are simultaneously culturally hot and textually "cool."