Some days are smooth, unperturbed by real thought, they drift by under some unauspicious and slothful weather; one is reduced to the receptive flatness of a photographic plate, copying impressions, textual snippets, hoping these purloined letters and stray sense-data will leave a deposit in memory, will make themselves available for some future retrieval..
One reads a passage of a book and only has the energy to say, yes, that's right, I will copy it out, double it, as if to generate some weak simulacrum of thought. So, today, in Gastro, I wrote nothing at all, only copied this from Badiou:
"In politics, thinking searches within a situation for a possibility that the dominant state of things does not allow to be seen. For example: today, in Europe as elsewhere, the state of things is the market economy, competition, the private sector, the taste for money, familial comfort, the parliamentary elections, etc. A genuine political thinking will attempt to find a possibility which is not homogeneous with this state of things. A political thinking will say: here is a collective possibility; perhaps it is small and local, but its rule is not that of the dominant rule. And a political thinking will formulate this possibility, practise it, and draw all of its consequences." (Infinite Thought, p. 82).