el filósofo de moda
As a child I spent a lot of summers with relatives in Reno, and was often stuck reading whatever books happened to be lying around my grandparents' place. On one occasion this was a strange book from the fifties or sixties that explained the human body to children by a house metaphor: the stomach was the kitchen, the mouth the front door, the nose the ventilation system, and so forth. There was a lot of health advice: you should breathe through your nose rather than your mouth, because if you let in the unfiltered air through the front door, who knows what might come drifting in. The section on nutrition closed with the note that pound for pound, human flesh was clearly the most nutritious food available, with just the right balance of nutrients and proteins. "However, all civilized societies have long agreed that eating people is wrong."
Thanks to The Valve, I can give you some priceless pictures from an Argentinian gossip magazine of Slavoj Žižek's wedding to an underwear model half his age ("De Lacan a la marcha nupcial"). Yes, that's him looking haggard and miserable in the white suit. The new Mrs. Žižek is the daughter of two Lacanian psychologists and has apparently decided to pursue a career in philosophy.
