I had a Zizekian dream last night.
The flush toilet emerged as the daily frontier of hard bordering.
When flush toilet people shit we immediately outsource the unwanted nature..
…to the subaltern realm.
The toilet acts to place a hard border between us and it.
A hard deportation.
Water is the means of cleansing and bog roll the legal paperwork.
In a compost toilet you are faced with your shit forever until you repurpose it.
You cannot escape from your most intimate subaltern other.
Avi 