Status Updates From The 7th Function of Language

also I have no clue who killed this guy, he was just a nerdy old man.... let the nerds live

it keeps referencing car models like it's supposed to actually describe the car...... idk shit about cars just tell me if it's big and what colour it is

I love Binet’s style (or at the very the style captured by the translation). It has a fluidity that draws you in, interweaving all its little threads of intrigue

I started this and then dropped it, mainly b/c I was *gasp* scandalized by an account of a bath-house scene involving Foucault's private parts...uh, no thank you. But Binet is such a good writer and the premise is both hilarious and intriguing that I can't help but return to it. If there are any more glimpses of Foucault's unmentionables, I'll skim, or skip those bits (sorrynotsorry for the pun).