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From Fafblog...

Flowers for Derrida

Jacques Derrida died yesterday. We threw a Deathday Party to undermine the hegemonic life/death binary but for some reason everybody was still kinda sad.

"I don't get it," says me. "How could Derrida die? He was a social construct."

"True," says Giblets. "Nothin is outside the text, includin Derrida."

"Then he couldn't die," says me. "After all if he did he would be reinforcin the hegemonic Dead Derrida/Live Derrida binary."

"We must deconstruct Derrida's death!" says Giblets. "Beginning by inverting the priveleged duality! Derrida is alive!"

"He's stuffin his face with cake right now over there!" says me.

"Mmmfff," says Derrida. "Waffff uppppf fellaf."

"Derrida stop eatin all our cake!" says Giblets. "That cost good money!"
Man that Derrida's always been a greedy bastard.