Happy birthday to Georges Bataille, connoisseur of Eros, born on September 10, 1897, a simpler time he took it upon himself to complicate. Actually, to call him an erotic connoisseur grossly understates what so many readers find, uh, gross about him. Suffice it to say his work revels in varieties of sexual expression that remain taboo today; a given Bataille text presents you with a veritable cavalcade of the debauched and the proscribed, and, worse still, makes all of it seem terribly worth investigating. Even his fellow Continental philosophers - not exactly vanilla adherents of the missionary position - thought he was something of a degenerate. Jean-Paul Sartre said Bataille "incarnated human sexuality in its most degraded form"; André Breton described him more succinctly as a "sick and dangerous pervert."
- Dan Piepenbring, "The Solar Anus"
















