I still distinctly remember discovering Badiou's work during my fourth year of graduate school. He was unlike anything else I'd read. Not only was his style characterized by rigor and clarity, but there was a deep passion that ran throughout all of his work. I couldn't get enough. The context of Continental thought at that time was deeply depressing. Nearly everything you came across seemed to speak the…
Cengiz Erdem
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