There’s a problem with the way I love, which I will attempt to express with a borrowed parable. Slavoj Zizek tells this story about how Domingo Cavallo, the Argentinian Minister of Economy, escaped from his beseiged offices in Buenos Aires when the country was on the verge of collapse. When Argentinians took to the streets to protest against the government and gathered around Cavallo’s building threatening to storm it, he put on a fright mask of himself that was popular among the protesters and slipped into the crowd. The best disguise is one’s own face, you see.

Do you understand what I’m trying to say?

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