Michael,
On farts and the limits of ontology, from one of my very favorite books,
here's another J.D. reading Genet:
"The essence of the rose is its nonessence: its odor insofar as it
evaporates. Whence its effluvial affinity with the fart or the belch: these excrements
do not stay, do not even take form. The remain(s) remain(s) not. Whence its
interest, its lack of interest. How could ontology lay hold of a fart? It can
always put its hand on whatever remains in the john, but never on the whiffs
let out by roses."
Glas, 58bi
All the best,
--John
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