Jean Baudrillard
Jean Baudrillard
Jean Baudrillardwas a French sociologist, philosopher, cultural theorist, political commentator, and photographer. His work is frequently associated with postmodernism and specifically post-structuralism...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionPhilosopher
Date of Birth27 July 1929
CountryFrance
modern born modernism
You are born modern, you do not become so.
hero dimensions heroism
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
democracies-have lust democracy
Democracy is the menopause of Western society, the Grand Climacteric of the body social. Fascism is its middle-aged lust.
revenge grateful power
Politicians - power itself - are abject because they merely embody the profound contempt people have for their own lives. One should be grateful to the politicians for accepting the abstractness of power, and ridding others of its burden. This inevitably kills them but they get their revenge by passing onto others the corpse of power.
simulacrum
The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth--it is the truth which conceals that there is none. The simulacrum is true.
night light air
The skylines lit up at dead of night, the air-conditioning systems cooling empty hotels in the desert and artificial light in the middle of the day all have something both demented and admirable about them. The mindless luxury of a rich civilization, and yet of a civilization perhaps as scared to see the lights go out as was the hunter in his primitive night.
identity force liberated
It is always the same: once you are liberated, you are forced to ask who you are.
world meaning-of-life killing
Everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in danger of lacking meaning; quite the contrary, we are gorged with meaning and it is killing us.
secret doe theory
The secret of theory is that truth does not exist.
night journey time-zones
Every woman is like a time-zone. She is a nocturnal fragment of your journey. She brings you unflaggingly closer to the next night.
long innocence language
Never resist a sentence you like, in which language takes its own pleasure and in which, after having abused it for so long, you are stupefied by its innocence.
driving genocide form
Driving is a spectacular form of amnesia. Everything is to be discovered, everything to be obliterated.
identity teeth may
Americans may have no identity, but they do have wonderful teeth.
taken eye vision
Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our life story in some infernal cinema or dispatched as microfilm into the sidereal void.