“The worst thing to play is this ‘we are all humans’ game that some intellectuals like to play. you project a certain intellectual persona, the cold thinker or whatever. but then you signal through the small details, you know ‘but basically I’m like you, i like small pleasures of life, i am human like you.’ I am not human. I am a monster, i claim. It’s not that i have the mask of a theoretician and beneath i am a more human person, ‘I like chocolate cake, i like this and like that’ and so on, which makes me human. I rather prefer myself as somebody who, as not to offend others, pretends, plays at being human.”
When Zizek got married, he stuck with his guns, giving the cameras a surly, non-smile.
“The exemplary case of the “pathological,” contingent element elevated to the status of an unconditional demand is, of course, an artist absolutely identified with his artistic mission, pursuing it freely without any guilt, as an inner constraint, unable to survive without it.” (Zizek, 1998).
Zizek, Slavoj, Kant & Sade: The ideal couple, in Lacanian Ink 13, The Wooster Press, 1998
