ABSTRACT
Some things about me: I’m a queer (faggy) white guy from the working class; I’m the first one in my immediate family to earn an undergraduate degree and to pursue post-graduate studies. I feel foolish reading Deleuze and Guattari. Masking that foolishness is part of getting by in the academic hierarchy. No doubt it is cool – if no longer vogue – to speak in their unique language. I get it? I get it. I get it! I’m over it. If I’m honest, I don’t want to fight to be a part of the boy’s club that so often forms around their work in the Anglo-American academy. But there are other paths, other ways into their world. I pick a card and try to read differently (Figure 14.1). The Fool.
