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luni, 8 octombrie 2012




“One day in 1867, a farm hand from the village of Lapcourt, who was somewhat simple-minded, employed here then there, depending on the season, living hand to mouth from a little charity or in exchange for the worst sort of labor, sleeping in barns and stables, was turned in to the authorities.  At the border of a field, he had obtained a few caresses from a little girl, just as he had done before and seen done by the village urchins round about him; for, at the edge of the wood, or in the ditch by the road leading to Saint-Nicolas, they would play the familiar game called “curdled milk.”  So he was pointed out by the girl’s parents to the mayor of the village, reported by the mayor to the gendarmes, led by the gendarmes to the judge, who indicted him and turned him over first to a doctor, then to two other experts who not only wrote their report but also had it publishsed.  What is the significant thing about this story?  The pettiness of it all; the fact that this everday occurrence in the life of village sexuality, the inconsequential bucolic pleasures, could become from a certain time, the object not only of a collective intolerance but of a judicial action, a medical intervention, a careful clinical examination, and an entire theoretical elaboration“–Michel Foucault’s The History of Sexuality I

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