January 24, 2003

An Oasis in the Desert of Eurotrash Philosophy

By CARLIN ROMANO

In the infancy of the 21st century, Eurotrash philosophers give European philosophy a bad name. Like Eurotrashers at trendy clubs, the philosophical species lives for the moment, spouts from the top of its careerist head, and makes little sense.

We think of Jean Baudrillard, the Eurotrash patron saint, a man whose mastery of argument falls somewhere between that of Kim Jong Il and the Raelians, and his ugly, exploitative little 9/11 "book," The Spirit of Terrorism (Verso Books, 2002).