Tourists of the body

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I think most of the modern philosophers of the body are really tourists, not residents. (The way a New York Times reader imagines herself as tourist of the whole globe instead of more humbly as resident of one small part of it.)

Think of poor Foucault, picturing himself as riding a body instead of being a body. The thing he thought he could use eventually caught up with him, not out of a desire to do this, not out of revenge, but because the structure of a body, the definition of a body, is to contain and accumulate pain (not just play with it -- that would be a mind game).

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