The recourse to the unconscious as a source of subversion makes sense, it seems, only if the paternal law is understood as a rigid and universal determinism which makes of ‘identity’ a fixed and phantasmatic affair.

Remember it's a surprise party, so keep quiet about it.

Have you seen my black pair of underwear? I swear I had it yesterday...

O thou, who thus the eye hast veil'd, The book of fate so slowly given, I thank thee, that thou hast conceal'd From man the prescience of heaven.