Laughter (n.) at Borges is a cousin of the aphasiac's distress: both come from losing what is common to place and name.
Laughter (n.) shatters all the familiar landmarks of thought, threatening the age-old distinction between the Same and the Other.
Laughter (n.) of the madman is already the laugh of death: anticipating the macabre, the lunatic has disarmed it.
Laughter (n.) can be the first act of a philosophy: Borges's list made Foucault laugh, and the laugh shattered the landmarks of his thought.
Laughter (n.) was Erasmus' way of keeping his distance: unlike Bosch and Brueghel, implicated in the madness around them, he praised folly from the heights of Olympus.
Laughter (n.) that is philosophical and silent is the only answer to all who still ask what man is in his essence, who refuse to formalize without anthropologizing, or to think without immediately thinking that it is man who is thinking.