<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:30:53.606-05:00</updated><category term='Sartre'/><category term='Worker machine couple love'/><category term='Noble prize...'/><category term='Deleuze Sartre'/><title type='text'>the Fictions__o f Je An - PaUL            Sartre</title><subtitle type='html'>Being Nothingness totalization &amp;amp; victory history</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-2703757472557860862</id><published>2011-04-12T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:34:33.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>-----------------------------ici ~</title><summary type='text'>











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_________________________________________________________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/3936842412641240602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/3936842412641240602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2010/10/s-e-r-c-h.html' title='s                      e               a                  r                   c                        h'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/TKrBRKWez6I/AAAAAAAADBQ/slYJ41qXlmc/s72-c/searchforamethod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><georss:featurename>Paris, France</georss:featurename><georss:point>48.8566667 2.3509871</georss:point><georss:box>48.7437227 2.1168411000000003 48.9696107 2.5851331</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-4219685025478700520</id><published>2009-12-26T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:04:44.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the only?</title><summary type='text'> the only is not true!yes yes I know|oui oui je sais  .. j'essai  ~it was a polemical 'have you on with the existential ball and cap ' and the hole of nothing that leaks? or the nauseau falling? the guitar that's true?_____________________________a character a nd a half is what you?with your being &amp; nothingnesssearching for a  method    ~in the  dark?in the grim?Ofor the people to comefindin&amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/4219685025478700520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/4219685025478700520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/12/only.html' title='the only?'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-424141070442973798</id><published>2009-12-10T21:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:55:08.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sur la Critique de la raison dialectique de Sartre</title><summary type='text'>  Argumentaire   Diversement canonisé en 2005 lors du centenaire de sa naissance, un pan majeur de l’œuvre philosophique de Sartre est cependant resté le parent pauvre des commémorations : la Critique de la raison dialectique (1960, et dont le tome II fut publié à titre posthume en 1985). Cette œuvre dont l’ambition explicite est de « réintroduire l’homme au cœur du marxisme » - ce marxisme qui s</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/424141070442973798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/424141070442973798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/12/sur-la-critique-de-la-raison.html' title='sur la Critique de la raison dialectique de Sartre'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SzWkiVNIiDI/AAAAAAAACco/BN621EB4ux4/s72-c/aHyNHMV3lq38hoazuNML0OzZo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-6162452804525443055</id><published>2009-12-09T14:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:46:06.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre discusses the intellectual's role in society</title><summary type='text'>jean paul sartre 1sur4envoyé par lumierecomune. -see the remainder of this set of interviews with Sartreat  these links       ~http://www.dailymotion.com/user/lumierecomune/video/xa0zxd_jean-paul-sartre-1sur4_/xa0zyi_jean-paul-sartre-2sur4/xa0zzy_jean-paul-sartre-3sur-4_/xa1009_jean-paul-sartre-4sur4______________________and  from _________at Just Left a discussiion about Paul Gerrasi and a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/6162452804525443055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/6162452804525443055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/12/sartre-discusses-intellectuals-role-in.html' title='Sartre discusses the intellectual&apos;s role in society'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-47468061268987172</id><published>2009-11-14T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:47:33.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the only</title><summary type='text'>|Sartre is the only deleuzian|.some idiots on the internetand perhaps in books. want to demon_ Strate_ Demon _ Strata- desirours of turning molecules intostrata, to fix the particle flow into igneous rockthey a re strataists  ~  noslagiaists malaise_ists they are re-activists __ sentimentalists__jibbering 'bout jargon__ they are in Guattari's words 'conservative reterritorializers' .. they find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/47468061268987172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/47468061268987172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/11/only.html' title='the only'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-10727079744811264</id><published>2009-10-17T17:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:02:09.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Says</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere Sartre says....Man makes himself from others make of him. He's quoting Marx by way of Engels and I think the discussion was in the Search for a Method, the book that prepares for the Critique...O Sartre  you r polemical swordis missed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/10727079744811264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/10727079744811264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/10/says.html' title='Says'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-5515842879711877267</id><published>2009-10-06T19:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:01:52.869-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worker machine couple love'/><title type='text'>Sartre's war Diary</title><summary type='text'>The couple | DeBEaUVoIR  etSaRtre                |&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;(she looks , at least in thispicture, like a severemama~!)(Notice the kerchief  ~940's -50's sexy!?)(one wonders about the sexlife a greatphilosopher)____________________________&gt; a Philosopher who taught us about the holes in being. the bad faith of the waiter who 'plays at being a waiter' and the ontological surfaces of skiers' hills</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5515842879711877267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5515842879711877267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/10/sartres-war-diary.html' title='Sartre&apos;s war Diary'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SsvXCIJzPhI/AAAAAAAACXs/CG0pQqI-lgU/s72-c/sartre_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-6016512781223742201</id><published>2009-07-15T16:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:40:12.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deleuze Sartre'/><title type='text'>He was my Teacher - Gilles Deleuze on Jean-Paul Sartre</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time there were people ,  stupid and uninformed, ill-read  half-ones,   who thought Mister Deleuze did not know his or love his Sartre. Here then, blogged here again from Deleuze's Desert Island and Other Text is the latter's moving tribute to Sartre.He Was My Teacher(1964)____________________________The sadness of generations without "teachers." Our teachers are not just public </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/6016512781223742201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/6016512781223742201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-was-my-teacher-gilles-deleuze-on.html' title='He was my Teacher - Gilles Deleuze on Jean-Paul Sartre'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/Sl7I5PndgXI/AAAAAAAACC4/R-9i4LESdto/s72-c/kagan-72-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-5575415733020334763</id><published>2009-07-14T14:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:35:30.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Sound and the Fury::Time in the Work of Faulkner</title><summary type='text'>The full essayof The Sound and the Fury:    Time in the Work of Faulkner    Jean-Paul Sartre                    The first thing that strikes one in reading  The Sound and the Fury is its technical oddity. What has Faulkner  broken up the time of his story and scrambled the pieces? Why is the first  window that opens out on this fictional world the consciousness of an idiot?  The reader is tempted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5575415733020334763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5575415733020334763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-sound-and-furytime-in-work-of.html' title='On The Sound and the Fury::Time in the Work of Faulkner'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-7622802334673263160</id><published>2009-07-14T14:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:36:41.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tintoreto creates a new body of outline  the boundary of the body defined in painting seems to suggest the bounding outlined shapes of blake</title><summary type='text'>Tintoretto - Jacopo Robusti      - (1518-1594)    Leda and the Swan - Leda e il cigno c. 1555 Oil on canvas 147.5 x 147.5 cm (58 x 58 in.) Uffizi, Florence -________________Sartre wrote twoessays about the Italian painter.I've read both in paperbackbut there does not appearto be any copies on the web.However this short essay"Sartre, Tintoretto and the School of San Rocco    Tintoretto’s gift to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/7622802334673263160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/7622802334673263160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/07/tintoreto-creates-new-body-of-outline.html' title='Tintoreto creates a new body of outline  the boundary of the body defined in painting seems to suggest the bounding outlined shapes of blake'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SlzO9mdQzBI/AAAAAAAACCw/yHAZ-x9Msno/s72-c/Tintoretto_Susanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-7488966735284519396</id><published>2009-07-14T13:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:16:29.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, or the eternal war against the practico-inert. and This and This and and</title><summary type='text'>       "Progress upon the project proper has become bogged down somewhat in the effort to change course. However it is necessary to focus on the new, as ever, and this focus now rests precisely upon the idea of the relation between political revolution, the group, and subjectivity. This is an idea which seems to be most strongly born out of my readings earlier this year of Jean Paul Sartre's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/7488966735284519396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/7488966735284519396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/07/decisions-or-eternal-war-against.html' title='Decisions, or the eternal war against the practico-inert. and This and This and and'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-2274706756888296078</id><published>2009-07-14T13:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:50:18.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre  and</title><summary type='text'>Jean-Paul Sartre                                                          GROUPE D'ÉTUDES SARTRIENNES        - G.E.Sand thisdocumentary based on several sources</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/2274706756888296078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/2274706756888296078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/07/sartre-and.html' title='Sartre  and'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-799276525654435068</id><published>2009-04-24T02:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:27:22.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>none like</title><summary type='text'>there is none like you Papapa Sartre with your Nausea and Hole and yer totalized history course in materialism returned at the Hegelian three step synapse to the dialectal depasse comme le histoire and conserved preserved and deserved on yet another level of detotalized truth. From Objectivity to Objectivity you said and nothing was more beautiful.And your Saint was Genet to his Mallarme strokes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/799276525654435068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/799276525654435068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2009/04/none-like.html' title='none like'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-180285471753339929</id><published>2008-11-29T23:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:41:13.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sartre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble prize...'/><title type='text'>Sartre on being 'awarded' the noble ... pri..ze</title><summary type='text'> It is not the same thing if I sign Jean-Paul Sartre or if I sign Jean-Paul Sartre, Nobel Prize winner. A writer must refuse to allow himself to be transformed into an institution, even if it takes place in the most honorable form.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/180285471753339929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/180285471753339929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2008/11/sartre-on-being-awarded-noble-prize.html' title='Sartre on being &apos;awarded&apos; the noble ... pri..ze'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/STIYbVfC0oI/AAAAAAAAATM/mgO9dqRN9CM/s72-c/Sartre6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-5435740960134739503</id><published>2008-11-14T04:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:28:04.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>o  n o  on e</title><summary type='text'>no On e has forgotten Sartre  least of  all  me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5435740960134739503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5435740960134739503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-n-o-on-e.html' title='o  n o  on e'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-2818314191135151070</id><published>2007-10-20T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:35:11.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Didier Eribon sure Sartre</title><summary type='text'>Everywhere she went Father Sartre was unremembered by the scholar of money war and deprived giftmaking rendering death unto death. Poor not peace. Peace brings the good day: ThinkingDidier Eribon                          Sur Sartre                                              Je mets ici en ligne l'article "Jean-Paul Sartre" que j'ai rédigé pour le Dictionnaire des culutres gays et lesbiennes (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/2818314191135151070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/2818314191135151070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/10/didier-eribon-sure-sartre.html' title='Didier Eribon sure Sartre'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-1144759269143344383</id><published>2007-10-13T15:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:27:34.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Deleuze</title><summary type='text'>Saint Deleuze Philosopher and Teacher a Biography by Jean-Paul Sartre</summary><link rel='related' href='http://fictionsofdeleuzeandguattari3.blogspot.com/' title='Saint Deleuze'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/1144759269143344383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/1144759269143344383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/10/saint-deleuze.html' title='Saint Deleuze'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-2270487349133846884</id><published>2007-07-26T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:10:48.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bang and nothing</title><summary type='text'>i have know the empty of waiter. as what bad faith playin g itself.later I wrote Cirque de Critique of Dialenctial  cancer out reason de  materialis.t.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/2270487349133846884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/2270487349133846884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-know-empty-of-waiter.html' title='bang and nothing'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-9208781890546752459</id><published>2007-07-26T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:15:31.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre et le Vietnam</title><summary type='text'>SARTRE et le VietnamUploaded by Jules_Michelet</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/9208781890546752459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/9208781890546752459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/07/sartre-et-le-vietnam.html' title='Sartre et le Vietnam'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-909887458461250009</id><published>2007-07-25T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T12:33:21.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soutien de Jean-Paul Sartre aux ouvriers de Renault à Boulogne-Billancourt en 1970.</title><summary type='text'>Jean-Paul Sartre à Renault - 1970Uploaded by ricar_mmSartre two years after May, 1968 _ two years before the publication of AntiOedipus</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/909887458461250009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/909887458461250009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/07/soutien-de-jean-paul-sartre-aux.html' title='Soutien de Jean-Paul Sartre aux ouvriers de Renault à Boulogne-Billancourt en 1970.'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-309632564030069674</id><published>2007-07-13T03:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T03:46:08.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and how</title><summary type='text'>And how about the Critique? of Dialectical Reason? and the long winded foot-notes, the beauty of that grace,  the word clattered down the page, what did young Genet,by then, a middle aged men heading to 60, what did he know about that, crowned in his Maids and Blacks, and Balconies, his Screens, and his epitome of Grace, what I wrote of him came about , came about, came about as I wrote  ....In </summary><link rel='related' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/' title='and how'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/309632564030069674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/309632564030069674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-how.html' title='and how'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-6444999399761767543</id><published>2007-07-09T15:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:54:59.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre par lui-même</title><summary type='text'>whatever happened to Sartre Par Lui meme?ViolatedSartre viola!Sartre - PhilosophieUploaded by arc</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/6444999399761767543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/6444999399761767543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/07/sartre-par-lui-mme.html' title='Sartre par lui-même'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-7399590214700595322</id><published>2007-06-25T02:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T02:37:56.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre par lui-meme (I-6)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/7399590214700595322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/7399590214700595322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/06/sartre-par-lui-meme-i-6.html' title='Sartre par lui-meme (I-6)'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-3237266676414467849</id><published>2007-06-08T02:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:08:49.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to Paris</title><summary type='text'>Henry Miller is dying __ come to Paris, tomorrow.Sartre was dying....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/3237266676414467849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/3237266676414467849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/06/come-to-paris.html' title='Come to Paris'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-1326024636259233380</id><published>2007-06-08T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:09:15.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>books</title><summary type='text'>My greatest book was about Genet, but he denied it, as does his son.  I don't say fair play is required, but when the son claims to be a radio and merely broadcasts his enamouration with the "father" in this case, a dialectical impossibiltiy, then one knows, that surely French prose has reached its limit.One has to read this foolishness to believe. But I am trapped here, and no longer sound like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/1326024636259233380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/1326024636259233380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/06/books.html' title='books'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-3454964131453595205</id><published>2007-05-03T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:09:35.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pourquoi LA  philosophie</title><summary type='text'>Sartre - PhilosophieUploaded by arc</summary><link rel='edit' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/8677678763672044919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/8677678763672044919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/04/sartre-et-heidegger.html' title='sartRe et heidegger'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-4245614526678761436</id><published>2007-03-24T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:39:13.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean Paul Sartre na universidade de Lisboa|hors et non Hors</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/4245614526678761436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/4245614526678761436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/03/jean-paul-sartre-na-universidade-de.html' title='Jean Paul Sartre na universidade de Lisboa|hors et non Hors'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-5842371347528611594</id><published>2007-02-22T03:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:31:13.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ean-paul sartre entrevue a radio canada 1967</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5842371347528611594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/5842371347528611594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/02/ean-paul-sartre-entrevue-radio-canada.html' title='ean-paul sartre entrevue a radio canada 1967'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-8731663333816857693</id><published>2007-02-20T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:31:22.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre Par Lui mEme part 1</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/8731663333816857693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4406191197552458903/posts/default/8731663333816857693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefictionsofjeanpaulsartre.blogspot.com/2007/02/sartre-par-lui-meme-part-1.html' title='Sartre Par Lui mEme part 1'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4406191197552458903.post-8426207154711486349</id><published>2007-02-20T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:31:28.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre par lui-mÃªme - Part 1 (II)</title><summary type='text'>I am being your nothingness past fiction and history reason and violence, the lathe and storm the knotting storm 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