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ralowe's review against another edition
4.0
if not for the lingering anthropological condescension this would be the perfect book. and all the death. boy, i didn't realize what i was getting into, what with all this death business here. but it's fine, worthwhile meditation. it got kinda overly gruesome for a sec with the european australian police massacring dingoes. the ramifications of death and life that come up are definitely engaging and yet it could be a little more prolonged, specific and deeper, but i guess this is also really debra bird rose's kick, and she's authored voluminously on the subject, perhaps one could look elsewhere in her catalog. i didn't really expect an elaboration on for what me is a problem as a vegan inherent to the kinda silly notion of "killing well"ќ or whatever we're calling it, with all its violently portable implications, despite holding all due cultural sensitivity; and especially after scolding levinas for not being able to see bobby the dog's face. there's a place a lot of thinkers i read go where they nihilistically tarry a little deep into a metaphysical soup concerning representation. i don't know if it's a good or bad thing, just a familiar and frequently unanswerable thing, that she appropriately stirs far from providing some sovereignty-fetishist's final answer. but the murk gets on my nerves some times, makes me wonder how writing should approach it at all or just edit it. because when we're talking about murder we're talking about the contingent, and contingency can become contingent, and then everyone's dead; even when donna haraway mentions the approaching earth human population of 11 billion by 2050 (i think?) it becomes a oops kinda messy ethical fiat to murder. i prefer haraway's emphasis on kin for population spikes. we also talk a lot about the bible i guess but it didn't feel like too much. i really like the scene she cooks up of haraway sitting with cayenne by the fire with other philosophers, an invented conversation. she's very similar to haraway, who a bunch of us went to go see at the san francisco art institute the other day, and the thought of extinction (but also flourishings) weighs heavily upon each thinker's mind.
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