Because the earth worries, the philosopher investigates. Ever since the world has been a language, there has always been an elf of thought passing in front of it, to enlighten us. This one wears little hats, plays drums, sometimes hums Yiddish nursery rhymes, has a heady sense of refrain (whether in music, literature or philosophy: he even did his thesis on it), he frequents in a greedy way the partition of Sartre, Jacques Rancières and other Deleuze.
rf-4-culture