If Marx suffered from a proletarian disease, so do I.

So have many of us!

But as Kipnis makes unclearly clear, "Marx was desperate to finish his work, but unable to. Instead of writing, he was being written. The revolution he anticipated, the thwarted revolution, was displaced onto his own skin" (251).

marX was attempting to represent the Sublime, the unrep.ressentimentable.

Likewise--I would venture--instead of e-writing the rEvolution, we ... who art e-graphers ... are being e-written semiotically--hysterically--all across our bodies. We cannot yet can represent the un.re.future.able.

Instead of making mechinic art, we are caught in machinations against us. Our bodies. Palimpsest texts. Caught up, all across our bodies. And insidiously and invidiously(?). Our somatic imp.errfections get captured by and then within (yet be tween the two logics of the other of) our th.ear.eye.zing w.riting.

"We" write mostly in the parentheses, on top of others' words, and yet out of the frAme, the Parergon. Floating.

"Everything must float, suspended, then resound elsewhere after the event ... for the first time." --Hegel, Derrida, Glas 69.
"Against" (not only "contra to" but also "along side") us.

A long Si/gh/de.

Too late ... yet the future of the Palimpsest text (our bodies) is all ways open.