Friday, November 12, 2004

An excuse for delighting in the pleasures of (the) text

Today is Roland Barthes' birthday. To celebrate, cozy up with a book and a glass of wine by the fire for a little jouissance.

Wikipedia, of course, has more important things to do than note the ironic deaths of its subjects, so I'll take on that job here: Roland Barthes, that master semiotician and crucial figure straddling the boundary between structuralism and poststructuralism, was killed by a car when he crossed against the light at an intersection. The context of a sign is indeed crucial in determining its meaning.


jennifer said...

How very witty of you. This made me laugh, especially after having sat through one too many lessons of 'semiotics!' peace!

John B. said...

I remember that feeling well from sitting in one of my first classes at Rice, on subject-formation theory in American literature.
I DO like Barthes, but I find it's fun to poke occasional fun at one's intellectual heroes. "Fun," here, includes my head-scratching as I ponder the way he died.