‘Writing saved my life. Years ago, because of some private love troubles, I was in a suicidal mood for a couple of weeks. I told myself: “I could kill myself, but I have a text to finish. First I will finish it, then I will kill myself.” Then there was another text, and so on.’
Reply by Kotzabasis
No wonder that “texting” saves you from your “suicidal mood” emanating from your perpetual troubling love for Lenin. No “texting” however, will save you from a revolution that eats its own children. It would be wiser, therefore, Zizek, to commit suicide, rather than being eaten, like Thyestes’s children.