Re: silence

It seems to me that another Foucauldian work that connects to Pinter is
the "Language to Infinity" essay, with its problematic of discourse endlessly
self-reproducung itself to forestall death. This, I would argue, is exactly
how speech functions in much of Pinter, as also in much of Beckett. It is
those waiting for death -- or those for whom death waits -- that talk
the most, endlessly repeating themselves. Unlike the people in the
Arabian Nights, they have no stories to tell -- certainly not ones good
enough to win them the prize of life. It is almost as if the self-reproducing
tapestry of speech was thought to have the power to make them invisible,
to disguise them as not-themselves so that death, or the void, cannot
recognize and claim them.


-m

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