This, then, is the truth of the discourse of universal human rights: the Wall separating those covered by the umbrella of Human Rights and those excluded from its protective cover. Any reference to universal human rights as an 'unfinished project' to be gradually extended to all people is here a vain ideological chimera - and, faced with this prospect, do we, in the West, have any right to condemn the excluded when they use any means, inclusive of terror, to fight their exclusion?
Interpretation
The quote highlights the gap in the realization of universal human rights and questions the moral authority of those who condemn marginalized individuals fighting for their rights.
In this quote, Slavoj Žižek discusses the stark reality of human rights, emphasizing that while some individuals enjoy their protections, many remain excluded from these rights. He critiques the notion that universal human rights are simply an ongoing project to be gradually extended, suggesting that such an idea is a misleading illusion. Žižek challenges the Western perspective that condemns those who resort to extreme measures, like terrorism, in their struggle against oppression, urging a deeper reflection on the responsibility of those who are already included in the human rights discourse.
In practice
In a debate about social justice, one might refer to this quote to highlight the discrepancies in human rights.
I believe in clear-cut positions. I think that the most arrogant position is this apparent, multidisciplinary modesty of "what I am saying now is not unconditional, it is just a hypothesis," and so on. It really is a most arrogant position. I think that the only way to be honest and expose yourself to criticism is to state clearly and dogmatically where you are. You must take the risk and have a position.
You could say, in a vulgar Freudian way, that I am the unhappy child who escapes into books. Even as a child, I was most happy being alone. This has not changed.
The fact that a cloud from a minor volcanic eruption in Iceland—a small disturbance in the complex mechanism of life on the Earth—can bring to a standstill the aerial traffic over an entire continent is a reminder of how, with all its power to transform nature, humankind remains just another species on the planet Earth.
Word is murder of a thing, not only in the elementary sense of implying its absence - by naming a thing, we treat it as absent, as dead, although it is still present - but above all in the sense of its radical dissection: the word 'quarters' the thing, it tears it out of the embedment in its concrete context, it treats its component parts as entities with an autonomous existence: we speak about color, form, shape, etc., as if they possessed self-sufficient being.
Zionism itself has paradoxically come to adopt some antisemitic logic in its hatred of Jews who do not fully identify with the politics of the state of Israel. Their target, the figure of the Jew who doubts the Zionist project, is constructed in the same way as the European antisemites constructed the figures of the Jew – he is dangerous because he lives among us, but is not really one of us.
We feel free because we lack the very language to articulate our unfreedom.
Decidedly it will never have been given to me to finish anything, except perhaps breathing. One must not be greedy.
Spirituality is not to be learned by flight from the world, or by running away from things, or by turning solitary and going apart from the world. Rather, we must learn an inner solitude wherever or with whomsoever we may be. We must learn to penetrate things and find God there.
The fancies of wine are authentic events.
I'm happy to respect authority when it's genuine authority, based on moral or intellectual or even technical superiority. I'm eager to follow a hero if we can find one. But I tend to resist or evade any kind of authority based merely on the power to coerce. Government, for example. The Army tried to train us to salute the uniform, not the man. Failed. I will salute the man, maybe, if I think he's worthy of it, but I don't salute uniforms anymore.
The Jewish story is the story of wandering. It is the story of extraordinary heterogeneous complication.
I prefer unlucky things. Luck is vulgar. Who wants what luck would bring? I don't.
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