Sunday, January 23, 2005
Dingy and Real
Name?
Spiriti Sanctiblogger.
Rank?
Uh--Ph.D.?
Rank?
Uh--professor of Advanced Smegmatics?
Rank?
Uh--chaplain?
That's what we're looking for. Welcome to Gitmo, chaplain.
I don't understand. Am I being detained, or--hired?
Neither, chaplain. You're being recruited.
Recruited to--what, the U.S. military? I'm a foreign national.
We're aware of that, chaplain.
So if this is a recruitment, I'm free to refuse?
Of course.
And if I refuse, I'm free to go?
Absolutely.
Then I'll go.
Be my guest. There's the door.
But there's--nothing out there.
Oh, I think you'll find it isn't exactly "nothing." Our staff philosophers like to call it Kant's Ding-an-sich. Our staff shrinks prefer to call it Lacan's Real. And it's plenty of both.
Both?
Dingy and real.
But if I stepped out into it, I'd be--
Instantly subsumed. Yes, chaplain.
I see.
Sign here?