Abstract

Weird is what never comes home, even though it haunts the “home”, every “home”. It’s what never leaves the homeand cannot be thrown out of the home. It’s not at all disorienting because it is too familiar, like Freud's Unheimliche;but it’s the disconcerting presence of the non-human in the human, of death in life, of being in appearing and appearingin being. It’s the spectral. It’s what resists irony. The more you try to distance yourself from it the more you getentangled, like your / my sensations or like my / your garbage.This essay reflects - with extensive reference to the writings of Timothy Morton - on the concept-field of "weird",understood through the notion of the "included third" and paying attention to some "weird objects" such as puppets,automata, specters.