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Without an enemy, I go mad, I can no longer think, I become powerless to think myself, to pronounce ‘cogito, ergo sum’. For that I must have an evil genius, a spiritus malignas, a deceitful spirit. Did not Schmitt allude to this in his cell? Without this absolute hostility, the ‘I’ loses reason, and the possibility of being posed, of posing or of opposing the object in front of it;

Above all, far from being satisfied with the opposition on which Schmitt relies so heavily, the Republic indeed prescribes its erasure.

There is little room for laughter in Heidegger.