Liberation (n.) is never anything but going further than the system, in the same direction.
Liberation (n.) leaves everyone undefined: once liberated, you are forced to ask who you are.
Liberation (n.) leaves man with everything around him at his disposal and no longer knowing how to make use of himself.
Liberation (n.) stops being freedom once it is made unconditional, because nobody is left free to be free.
Liberation (n.) is always fomented by repression: every liberated force or form of speech is one more turn in the spiral of power.
Liberation (n.) frees no one into an inner truth; the liberated man is the one who circulates, changing sex, clothes and opinion by poll.
Liberation (n.) ends in the spectacular orgy: politics freed in spectacle, sexuality in its anomalies, mores and the body in fashion.
Liberation (n.) cancels itself when two things are freed at once: art freed reality and reality freed art until they annulled each other, just as desire and revolution did in 1968.