On posthuman posthumanism

The victorious parade in the retinue of the pubertal plaything of the Posthuman even within the ‹critical› posthumanism brings on stage a nobody-thinking made of circulating philosophical common places and thus the stoned swansong of French currents of thought, whose artificial resuscitation in the form of photocopied genealogies shows even better the overall trajectory of self-dissolution of a revolutionary desire, that in the name of a betrayed amor fati for the singularity preaches on the one hand the individual becoming-imperceptible of a liquified mass overman, who lends itself to be just the non-unitary container of fragmented experiences, and claims on the other hand a ‹affir­mative› politics, that reveals itself just as narcissistic harlequinade at the service of two masters, insofar as the contemporary capitalism achivies in this way effortlessly the ‹joyful› idiocy of his favorite end-historical man figure.

[Afterword from the book Kritik des philosophischen Posthumanismus]

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