Modern totalitarianism can be defined as the establishment, by means of the state of exception, of a legal civil war that allows for the physical elimination not only of political adversaries but of entire categories of citizens who for some reason cannot be integrated into the political system
One day humanity will play with law just as children play with disused objects, not in order to restore them to their canonical use but to free them from it for good.
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What this quote means
This quote suggests that humanity may eventually manipulate laws not to follow them, but to liberate society from their constraints.
Giorgio Agamben's quote reflects on the evolving relationship between humanity and the laws that govern it. He posits that in the future, people may interact with laws in a playful, almost carefree manner, not to enforce or adhere to them, but rather to dismantle them and move beyond their traditional meanings. This implies a transformation in societal norms and a shift towards a more liberated existence where laws are no longer the controlling force they once were.
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In a debate about the evolving nature of justice, you might quote Agamben to emphasize the need for a re-evaluation of legal constraints.
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