Jouissance (n.) also means usufruct, the right to enjoy what you don't own — so the Other's jouissance is its right to enjoy me.
Jouissance (n.) after the fantasy has been traversed is found in circling the void of the missing object, with the myth given up that enjoyment is amassed somewhere else.
Jouissance (n.) is the place from which a voice clamours 'the universe is a defect in the purity of Non-Being' — and its absence makes the universe vain.
Jouissance (n.) is the ontological aberration, the clinamen that accounts for the passage from Nothing to Something and gives the subject's reality its density.
Jouissance (n.) is the subject's impossible Da-sein: the heimlich that is simultaneously the most unheimlich, always already here and, precisely as such, always already lost.
Jouissance (n.) betrays itself by oscillation between 'too little' and 'too much' — as when the racist finds immigrants at once lazy and overdiligent, stealing our jobs and exploiting our welfare.
Jouissance (n.) is torn: it is private, embarrassing when disclosed, yet it counts only when registered by the big Other — there is no Don Giovanni without Leporello.
Jouissance (n.) is not simple pleasure but a violent intrusion that brings more pain than pleasure — and to enjoy is no spontaneous tendency but a weird and twisted ethical duty.
Jouissance (n.) as jouis-sense, enjoy-meant, is the stain of senseless trauma ideology never manages to digest; far from blocking our submission, it gives the Law its unconditional authority.
Jouissance (n.) is what serves no purpose — and ideology, which in truth serves only itself, must hide this, inverting the Jesuits: here the end justifies the means.
Jouissance (n.) in its pure, autistic form — sex, terror, mysticism — became the escape route of the mid-seventies, once the emancipatory sequence of 1968 had exhausted its potential.