MARGARET THATCHER

 MARGARET THATCHER




“Without evil, literature


quickly becomes boring”-


Bataille. Yes, but this truth


only makes sense given


Bataille’s Catholic prehistory.




He speaks here less of radical


    evil than of literary evil, which


        is different from evil in real


 life,


            even different from evil in


 poetry.

                


Life has a form that translates

                    

itself into literature. 


But life

                        is not mere badness.

 Life

                            is the unbending

 of man,


                                the

 straightening 


into truth.


                                    


Faith is what comes from probing 

                                        


every margin. 



Real faith.









(All rights reserved, James 


Krendel-Clark)

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