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143 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1973
tries a new road. But as every style analogous to the character of the language, and to his own, hath been already used by preceding writers, he has nothing left but to deviate from analogy. Thus in order to be an original, he is obliged to contribute to the ruin of a language, which a century sooner he would have helped to improve. Though such writers may be criticized, their superior abilities must still command success. The ease there is in copying their defects, soon persuades men of indifferent capacities, that they shall acquire the same degree of reputation. Then begins the reign of subtle and strained conceits, of affected antitheses, of specious paradoxes, of frivolous turns, of far-fetched expressions, of new-fangled words, and in short of the jargon [cf. Adorno!] of persons whose undertakings have been debauched by bad metaphysics. The public applauds: frivolous and ridiculous writings, the beings of the day, are surprisingly multiplied.’ (67)Derrida then quotes Condillac’s reading of Locke, who had remarked that “the false connections of ideas make madness or folly” (91). Condillac realizes at that point that he himself has “made great detours” (92)—and Derrida identifies the greatest detour in Condillac as “the sign is the name the Essay will have given to the detour in general, to experience itself as a detour” (id.).
six is six is a proposition at once identical and frivolous. But remark that the identity is at the same time in the terms and in the ideas. Now the identity in ideas is not what makes the proposition frivolous; it is the identity in terms. In fact, there can never be any need [Derrida’s emphasis] to form this proposition six is six. (122)We can hear Derrida’s laughter at this moment when it is claimed that there can be no need to form the proposition, even though twice Condillac forms it to say that it is never necessary even once—deftly demonstrating simultaneously both the truth and falsity of the thesis about frivolity in repetition. “Yet just as bad metaphysics begins with language, with the deviations or gaps of the futile signifier, with the drift in course by which the sign repeats itself and identifies with itself to signify nothing other than itself, so frivolity arises from the origin of the sign” (124): in this, though Condillac very much wants “frivolity as a supervening historical evil,” he nevertheless sets out with “a kind of essential fate, structural destiny, original sin” (id.). “The root of evil is writing” (126), subject as always to a “temporal dehiscence” (131).