If you want to create your own Postmodern essay, here's a free generator:

http://www.elsewhere.org/pomo/

If you're going to post shit like that discursive crap, warn me. My finals were over and I want to pretend language like that is not a key part of getting an English major for at least three months. The saddest part for me was when I almost understood it without trying.

And is that the Lacanian "I"?

What happens when an autobiography becomes undermined by the dominant discursive reasoning? What happens when an author’s memory is encouraged to imprint itself upon the page, but is limited to the language and idiom of a culture that has never truly represented her, as her culture is a subordinate Other? She must supplicate herself if her story is to survive. Deformed, her story will now betray her, disclosing the intense cultural self-deceit, political fear, and a masked and self-divided identity of someone constrained by a dominant and culturally limited logic. The autobiographical “I” is made alien to itself, confined and encoded in a discursive world outside of her own making or control.

(PS: I am a New Mexican woman.)