What currently interests me in anthropology are a) accusations of eurocentrism; b) discussions on the nature of human nature (innate good or bad); and c) sexual anthropology. By sexual anthropology I mean a particular variant of it, which I call anthropologica, namely the prurient interest in sex which masquerades as anthropology.
There is no anthropologica in Sahlins, anthropologica is more the province of the 17th and 18th centuries.
I know not of discussion by Sahlins on the innate goodness or badness of man.
I recently purchased the two volumes of Male Fantasies (1977/78). It’s a weird work. It is a psychoanalytic portrait of the German Nazi soldier and a classic in the field of right-wing/fascist ideology. The book is full of illustrations. I decided to upload the ones that are in the public domain.
The books are profusely illustrated with material varying from Grandville to Poitevin, from Crumb to Hergé and Donald Duck and from Nazi propaganda to 18th century satirotica.
I bought this book following my reading of Langs de afgrond van Heumakers, Le sec et l’humide by Littell (for which Klaus Theweleit, the author of Male Fantasies wrote the afterword) and Radicaal-rechtse seks, a recent Dutch language study on alt-right sexual morality.
Also, a couple of plates from Une semaine de bonté and work by Lucien Coutaud.
Bertrand Tavernier is known for such films as Death Watch (1980), a French science fiction film in which Romy Schneider plays a dying woman whose death is recorded on national television in an ongoing soap opera of morbid reality television.
George Segal was an American actor best-known for his portrayal of Nick in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966), the man who admits he aims to charm and sleep his way to the top in this film that celebrates love gone awry.
“Then suddenly the sharp metallic edge seemed to drop between my thighs and there cut off a piece of flesh from my body.”
“I did not know what they had cut off from my body, and I did not try to find out. I just wept, and called out to my mother for help. But the worst shock of all was when I looked around and found her standing by my side. Yes, it was her, I could not be mistaken, in flesh and blood, right in the midst of these strangers, talking to them and smiling at them, as though they had not participated in slaughtering her daughter just a few moments ago.”