‘I think that throughout this historical period,’ Lacan continues in his blithe, sweeping way, the desire of man, which has been felt, anaesthetized, put to sleep by moralists, domesticated by educators, betrayed by the academies, has quite simply taken refuge or been repressed in that most subtle and blindest of passions, as the story of Oedipus shows, the passion for knowledge. That’s the passion that’s currently going great guns and is far from having said its last word.
