Episode #03: Desiring-Machines

"Snow on the peaks and upper slopes, gray rock down into the valleys, swatches of green, boulders, firs. It was sopping cold, the water trickled down the rocks and leapt across the path. The fir boughs sagged in the damp air. Gray clouds drifted across the sky, but everything so stifling, and then the fog floated up and crept heavy and damp through the bushes, so sluggish, so clumsy. He walked onward, caring little one way or another, to him the path mattered not, now up , now down. He felt no fatigue, except sometimes it annoyed him that he could not walk on his head. At first he felt a tightening in his chest when the rocks skittered away, the gray woods below him shook, and the fog now engulfed the shapes, now half-revealed their powerful limbs; things were building up inside him, he was searching for something, as if for lost dreams, but was finding nothing. Everything seemed so small, so near, so wet, he would have liked to set the earth down behind an oven, he could not grasp why it took so much time to clamber down a slope, to reach a distant point; he was convinced he could cover it all with a pair of strides." -- Georg Büchner, Lenz This week, Sean and Matt overcomplicate Oedipus whilst talking about fascists in the Capitol, chickens, eggs, and psychoanalysis. If you would like to read along with us, this discussion was primarily based on “Desiring-Machines”, the first chapter of Deleuze and Guattari’s Anti-Oedipus. The Buddies Without Organs podcast theme tune was written and recorded by George Rennie.