passion for what we might call “léguer ses voix,” a 
kind of “perestroika” in consciousness, constantly 
choosing the counterpart or the alternative point 
of view, the unseen angle of observation. And 
maybe our greatest usage of his as a tool is 
exactly that—a kind of double DA, district 
attorney or devil’s advocate, for other points of 
view—those we wish to neatly sweep under the 
carpet in order to patent our own formulaic 
wisdom. So he’s sort of like the autolift in the 
mechanic’s shop by which you can finally go under 
your own assumptions and begin to inspect them 
and find out what is wearing on your tires, or what 
is tired within your wear and tear of theory, and