For me, ideology is defined only by how the coordinates of your meaningful experience of the world, and your place within society, relate to the basic tensions and antagonisms of social orders.

I secretly think reality exists so we can speculate about it.

You can be an extreme materialist, thinking that economic development ultimately determines everything; then you are truly ideological.

The fact that a cloud from a minor volcanic eruption in Iceland—a small disturbance in the complex mechanism of life on the Earth—can bring to a standstill the aerial traffic over an entire continent is a reminder of how, with all its power to transform nature, humankind remains just another species on the planet Earth.

What if the way we perceive a problem is already part of the problem?

Ideology is a certain unique experience of the universe and your place in it, to put it in standard terms, which serves the production of the existing power relations and blah blah blah.

When I really love someone, I can only show it by making aggressive and bad-taste remarks.