And now silence. French celebrity philosopher Jacques Derrida has gone off into the great gap in the sky. Like many students who had to read his intentionally obtuse tracts, I found him tedious. The real shame though is that his work was force-fed to students in literature classes—not philosophy classes where he belonged, and where his work actually does have some meaning (the groundlessness on which post-Kantian philosophies are ultimately based).
Whatever.