By MICHAEL CAINES
There is a delirious moment in Simon Critchley's ABC of Impossibility when somebody asks him a question. It is not the question itself that disturbs him (or disturbs Critchley's alter ego at least, in this "experimental text of para-philosophical fragments working toward a poetic ontology"), but the name of the questioner:
From Simon Critchley's ABC of Impossibility. pic.twitter.com/OrdkpFhbXX— Michael Caines (@michaelscaines) October 27, 2015
Oddly, this neat little nightmare came to mind as I read about the ongoing debate concerning the Cecil Rhodes statue that both adorns and debases the façade of Oriel College, Oxford – it's a mental association I couldn't wholeheartedly trust. For the ponderous question, read the statue; for the name and the oppressive history to which the name is a clue, read "Cecil Rhodes" and the whole of the British imperial project – no, it doesn't quite work, does it . . . .