planets and orifices.

Please, bear with me, and read this passage:

"Upright between the surfaces of the universe, he [man] stands in relation to the firmament (his face is to his body what the face of heaven is to the ether; his pulse beats in his veins as the stars circle the sky according to their own fixed paths; the seven orifices in his head are to his face what the seven planets are to the sky); but he is also the fulcrum up on which all these relations turn, so that we find them again, their similarity unimpaired, in the analogy of the human animal to the earth it inhabits: his flesh is a glebe, his bones are rocks, his veins great rivers, his bladder is the sea, and his seven principle organs are the metals hidden in the shafts of mines."

And now, you are probably wondering: 1. Who the hell wrote this, and whether they are insane; 2. If the word "glebe" is a typo; 3. How the hell anyone gets away with this kind of egregious sentence construction. The answers to those questions are: 1. Michel Foucault, and yes, probably; 2. No (look it up!); 3. Beats me.

What I am really concerned about, though, has nothing to do with any of this; it has to do with the fact that there are not, in fact, seven planets in the sky OR seven orifices in my face. Back when Foucault was writing, Pluto was still a planet, so there should be NINE planets in the sky, and as far as I can tell, there are only SIX holes in my face, since two nostrils really only equal one orifice.

Now, have I simply uncovered a couple silly mistakes here, or have I uncovered Foucault's super secret esoteric message?!?!!!!!!

Sub-question: WHY ISN'T IT SUMMER YET??