Think of her writing those lists, all
those pithy observations. Famous
people, famous books. You suffer,

he said, from a surfeit of mimetic
desire. There is only one solution:
turn it and turn it, not again, but into

a telephone. Yes, it may become
literature, or it may simply become
a crustacean and crawl away. We were

appalled by the movie, though some of us
actually liked it. Do you remember?
It was a long time ago, and may even

seem quaint now. So it goes. If you
keep volunteering, you will never be
picked. I’m so sorry for you.


You’ve got to be kidding. How much
longer will you be able to inhabit this divine
sepulchre? The demotic is no friend of yours.

Trust me.

Norman Finkelstein (© 2008)