The political does not exist. What exists is individual and collective life; there is nature, with its inexhaustible cycles; there is the world, the (blind and astute) interlacement of the actions, conflicts and visions that will become history. The political exists only as an invention: the invention of a specific space of the relation that intercepts life, modifies nature, and is a curvature of the world. I would like to dwell on this invention, not without warning that the political of which one speaks precedes and constitutes specific kinds of politics, since it is the condition of their possibility.
"Public Space and Its Metaphors,"
Symposium (Canadian Journal of Continental Philosophy / Revue canadienne de philosophie continentale):
2, Article 1.
Available at: http://ir.lib.uwo.ca/symposium/vol14/iss2/1