On this date in history I think I thought I knew what I was talking about, though now I think I did not. Now I know what I'm talking about, but don't know that I do (so I might not, really).

Also, I think it wasn't so recently as 2009 when I seemed so sure of my nonsense - this is likely a piece I wrote during the fall of 2005.

Nowadays, I tend to think that Althusser is kind of full of shit, but Fanon, he's it.