…gutted of reality and stuffed with narrative, denuded of a transcendent vision of the absolute, becomes nothing more than a series of Freudian plumbing fixtures that are fetishized and celebrated. Eating, peeing, sex, and bowel movements are conflated. Animals are not clever enough to dissolve themselves in that much confusion. But universities provide narrators for this descent to the nerve endings of the orifices.
Down further in the pit is the sado-masochist’s ritual and then human sacrifice. All that’s already in place, of course.