“This essay, I said, echoes others. On the one hand, it picks up on unresolved doubts – which I’m sure won’t be exhausted in these pages either (an essay isn’t meant to exorcise the questions that haunt it but to make them more haunting). On the other hand, an echo doesn’t have to be a simple iteration of previous, weakened words: perhaps it should show, in the insistence of its repercussions, the harmonics of a constant, tenacious, furious, plural, insatiable question.” (p. 11)

DOI: https://doi.org/10.21747/978-989-9193-21-5/con