"History, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one another in monstrousness."
More people ought to wish Monton a happy birthday to try to bring him back. He is, after all, a presentist.
OOPS!
It's not his birthday. It's his anniversary.
"History, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one another in monstrousness."