To be taken in snips rather than digested as a hearty meal, this offering when fully imbibed is academic LSD and will alter your perception on how reality has been defined, promulgated and rendered. Foucault looks at how life has been made from hallucinations, guided fictions, an idea originally devised by Hans Vaihinger in his book "As if."
Whilst the desire for structure and meaning is the backbone of the mainframe academic discipline, this is created as a social pretence to fend off the meaningless of the universe. Foucault prods his stick into the structural facade in the same way as Stirner and Nietzsche, then watches it wobble. It not only wobbles but melts as he shows how academic reality is built on a brick by brick, handbuilt mirage, an academic Ponzi Scheme. Since publication, like Stirner it has gently been placed to one side as the eternal nativity play, of imbibing facts is enacted to lure the susceptible of £9k per annum whilst offering snake oil in return.
This however brings the Wizards of Oz back down with a bump and exposes the behind the scenes construction of the grand narrative. It introduces the discourse as a way of shaping the meaninglessness of life; birth death and the bit in between where we cling to causes and beliefs that all evapourate when we die.
Existential without the baggage, Nietzschean without the blond beast standing in the way, Stirneresque in its destruction of falsity. Foucault joins the duo to create a trio.
The back bone to any hand built and palm thrown philosophic dynamite.