I masturbated last night to pics of Lacan, it was not my proudest fap to be honest but I felt it was necessary for me to truly enjoy the Lacanian experience and grasp what he meant by the "real is what resists symbolization absolutely" and I think I truly grasped him finally? I could not say it was a pleasurable experience, definitely Foucault has better material for les masturbations, but Lacan was sufficient for the mental edging that I was craving at that particular moment

Sometimes when a man cronks it out when the big tiddy Hegelian overdrive machine comes into the picture, it is not enough for a girl to be on her knees for the lord (Karl Marx) but also she must be resilient against the evil demon forces of capital (Ayn Rand) and muster the forces in her heart of cooperation (Kropotkin) to defeat the Friedmanian mania, and in doing so, vanquish the demons (the imperial core) and reassert the primacy of labor and all that it entails. For the soul of man under socialism is but forever good (Oscar Wilde).

And that is why sex.