erotic desire cannot be reduced to Oedipus. After all, we are inundated with stimuli, with provocation, coming at us from all angles — TV, magazines, internet, bus stops, other people on the street. And then there are all the objects — those shiny, plastic come hither packages tempting and beckoning with an odd, human allure. I watch my son’s eyes light up as we pass the toy section at Walgreens. When he looks closer, he sees that there’s nothing there he actually wants, not really. B