ABSTRACT
If we are the type that thinks about it, we cannot account for our being here. Many transcendental figurations have been devised to make our lives accountable, in the strongest senses of the pun. It should be possible to think that, as a result of this device or devising—a negotiation represented as that between the “sacred” and the “profane” which we often call “culture”—the temporalizing accounts of a life can come, not as the unique and incontrovertible accounting of a truth, but as factitious responses to what is (or is not) perceived as a challenge precisely for such an account, accounting, accountability.
