Geburtsdatum | Samstag, 27. Juli 1929 |
Geburtsort | Reims, France |
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Beschreibung | Warning: Trying to access array offset on value of type null in /home/peoplefaqscom/peoplefaqs.com/public/wp-content/plugins/peoplefaqs-wp-helpers-plugin/classes/apis/DeeplAPI.php on line 39 Warning: Trying to access array offset on value of type null in /home/peoplefaqscom/peoplefaqs.com/public/wp-content/plugins/peoplefaqs-wp-helpers-plugin/classes/apis/DeeplAPI.php on line 40 Jean Baudrillard (UK: /ˈboʊdrɪjɑːr/ BOHD-rih-yar, US: /ˌboʊdriˈɑːr/ BOHD-ree-AR, French: [ʒɑ̃ bodʁijaʁ]; 27 July 1929 – 6 March 2007) was a French sociologist, philosopher and poet with interest in cultural studies. He is best known for his analyses of media, contemporary culture, and technological communication, as well as his formulation of concepts such as simulation and hyperreality. Baudrillard wrote about diverse subjects, including consumerism, gender relations, critique of economy, economics, social history, art, Western foreign policy, and popular culture. Among his best known works are Seduction (1978), Simulacra and Simulation (1981), America (1986), and The Gulf War Did Not Take Place (1991). His work is frequently associated with postmodernism and specifically post-structurali |
Cowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.
There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.
The great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it.
A negative judgment gives you more satisfaction than praise, provided it smacks of jealousy.
To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.
I hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again. When you go to confession and entrust your sins to the safe-keeping of the priest, do you ever come back for them?
The sad thing about artificial intelligence is that it lacks artifice and therefore intelligence.
Television knows no night. It is perpetual day. TV embodies our fear of the dark, of night, of the other side of things.
