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Title: Horrible Creatures Author: Sever Date: 2019 Language: en Source: via electronic mail
to all those who left after their comrades treated them horribly
When the survivors realize that all the mayhem and tumult was a
revolution—our revolution—and that it's already slipped away from us, a
mocking failure belying our pretensions to anything other than misery,
other than failure, the blame will start.
The projectuals will blame the go-alongs, the right ideologues will
blame the wrong ideologues and vice versa, the nihilists will blame the
masses and the followerless will blame the nihilists. Few of them will
realize that they were never relevant enough to have earned something as
weighty as fault. And none of them will identify the Horrible Creatures
who moved among us, some in every camp, mocking our clumsy labels and
failed attempts to discern. They are the ones who won the revolution,
rotting us from the inside, because they were never fighting for
anything different, they were only ever fighting for the right to blame,
jockeying for strategic position within this misery-as-usual to tear
down any attempt to rise against it.
No ideology is safe from the Horrible Creatures. They are the
anti-capitalists who sit on trust funds, the anarchists who rule their
little scenes like the lords of a manor, the antifascists who tolerate
misogyny, the feminists who abuse those with the wrong definition of
patriarchy, communists who shell out thousands on degrees and
single-bedroom apartments while friends lose housing and suffer in
silence, atheists who excommunicate, harm reduction activists who ghost
friends who said something uncomfortable, Tiqqunists able to justify any
abuse or betrayal if committed by a “friend” or Party member,
anti-colonial activists who weaponize guilt like Jesuit missionaries,
queers and trans people who police the new categories, who build gates
and hand out keys and declare battering rams and flights to zones of
indistinction to be the height of privilege and patriarchy, as though
patriarchy were ever anything but gates and keys.
All of those groups began with good ideas, they arose to fight a good
fight, but the Horrible Creatures have learned how to move among them,
to use the language and the codes, and always get what they want, no
matter the cost.
The Horrible Creatures expel, isolate, and dehumanize while they speak
of care, they create authority while demanding defiance, they cover up
rapes, snitching, lies, and backstabbing while speaking of making the
struggle stronger. They abandon and speak of solidarity. And we are the
worst of sheep. We follow along if they belong to the same category as
us. We are the flock that gives them shelter.
Words are no defense. We are defenseless against the Horrible Creatures.
Today I have decided to name them. But the name is meaningless. Horrible
Creatures can name themselves Hunters of Horrible Creatures, and they
would track down, denigrate, and destroy any who were identified,
together with others mislabeled so after having a bad day. And we would
follow them.
Theory will not expose the Horrible Creatures. This does not make it
meaningless: intellectual laziness will only win us more depressing
defeats. Theory is most important as history, a lucid remembering of all
our experiences and failures, an understanding of how we came to inhabit
the Misery (even if we have no memory of what came before); and it is
important as a horizon, a joyful imaginary we walk towards and a way of
walking towards it, ever reflecting on our present. Because Machine
Theory had us remove the bodies, the feelings, from our history, all we
have are economic statistics, strategy papers, to explain past defeats.
We don't know if the Horrible Creatures were always with us, goading us
astray.
Good theory never tells us we are right. Good theory never says we have
the answers. Good theory is just an empowering way of asking certain
questions and remembering certain experiences. Those whose answers are
more important than the feelings of others are probably Horrible
Creatures.
By their actions we will recognize them, if we teach ourselves how.
The beastly children of the Facebook generation have brought new weapons
and a new fervor to this game of annihilation among friends. They have
grown up believing that anything they do not like has no right to
existence. In 1945, humanity blinked and reeled a while as it gazed on
Auschwitz and Hiroshima, gazed on its new powers of annihilation. Those
who felt anything knew beyond any doubt what was most important: Never
Again. But over time, we cohabited with those powers, became used to
them.
Those powers are bulky and inefficient by today's standards. Today,
people condemn enemies to non-existence and annihilate worlds with the
swipe of a screen. They do not blink afterwards. They are already moving
on to the next thing.
People have always been horrible, long before Instagram. But it used to
take more effort. Before, as people exhorted themselves to cruelty,
awash in the near glow of their horror, stained in it, sometimes they
accidentally became decent. Today, we can make Hiroshima disappear, and
then we can make the smouldering crater disappear as well, and then all
those who ask, where has the city gone?, who dare speak the name
Hiroshima.
It is not about age. Belonging to the Facebook generation is a question
of the choices we make, and do not make. Today, everyone in the world
belongs to the Facebook generation, who has not ardently fought against
it.
Horrible Creatures are those who have a list, who know who is good and
who is evil. Horrible Creatures are those who swell and elate when
destroying their competitors. Horrible Creatures are those who have no
patience for mistakes, who make no allowance for the time it takes
people to grow and learn and improve because they themselves, already
perfect, have never had much consideration for such processes. Horrible
Creatures give more importance to definitions and categories than to
feelings and conditions; they are more attuned to status than to
reciprocal relations.
Revolutionaries dedicate their hatred to the institutions of oppression,
their unswerving antagonism to those who gain power making those
institutions function, and their anger to those who meekly look the
other way, who make excuses while cashing their checks. Simultaneously,
and in full knowledge of the contradiction, they dedicate their love to
all those trapped in the web of society those institutions produce.
Horrible Creatures, on the contrary, relish in the easy kill. Attacking
an institution holds no interest for them, because you cannot watch an
institution squirm and suffer as you turn the knife. Horrible Creatures
prefer an analysis of privileges over an analysis of attack, because
everyone has some kind of privilege or other (and those with hardly any
are more easily silenced); no matter what they choose to do they cannot
avoid the label, and if they do not bow their head when it is affixed to
them it will smear them indelibly. Privilege makes a perfect weapon,
both having it and naming it.
They relish power, which is why they almost never speak about what
people choose to do with their privileges, whether they climb the ladder
or try to destroy it with others.
As Horrible Creatures are distributed across all ideologies, there are
also Horrible Creatures who attack the discourse of privilege and
identity. They make common cause with those who critique this discourse
for flattening reality and fortifying the essentialism at the heart of
oppression, but the Horrible Creatures do so to generate confusion, to
cover up their own abuses, to make their privileges unquestionable, to
reset the scene to a time when certain forms of oppression were barely
spoken of. They will look the other way when someone is abused, and if
the harm is named they will make a quick calculation, putting their
friends on the scales and casting aside the one with less value. Usually
this means supporting the one with more power. They will call for
sympathy for the one who abused, as though there can be healing without
scarring and growth.
Because of the qualitative nature of revolution, the problem of the
Horrible Creatures is central. They rot movements from the inside, but
we cannot—in the language of biology and hygiene—treat them as a rot and
purge them. As despicable as they are, we cannot be horrible to the
Horrible Creatures, lest we become them. No matter how justified we are
in casting these abusers and manipulators out. Because it is the
justification of harm that is at the root of the horror.
This does not mean that sometimes it isn't necessary or unavoidable to
harm one in order to help another. This is the dilemma the pacifists
never surpass. We do not live in a peaceful universe, all of us will
harm and be harmed at some point, and the only thing all living beings
deserve is death. Anything else is Christianity, and fear of death is
the ultimate immaturity, an escapism that generates far more harm.
We will harm and be harmed, and the point is to feel complicated about
this, to learn and to grow, to never convince ourselves that something
was automatically right or wrong. It is not the harm, but the
justification that is evil; it is perhaps the only evil in the world, no
matter how astute its rationale. The justification means we don't have
to feel anything. Whether harmed or harmer, we become good, the other
becomes evil and therefore deserving of punishment, and nothing more
need be said or considered. Harm that is not felt and refelt,
interrogated, cherished, despised, cried over, and allowed to go on its
way is somatized. It becomes part of the body and in time a part of the
social body as well.
We will at times need to harm the Horrible Creatures. But we mustn't
feel justified in doing so. I'm sure they are some sort of alien being,
unfeeling and bent on conquest. How else could they be so cruel? But
maybe I'm wrong. Maybe if we hold out a hand—the same hand with which we
also make a fist when we must—maybe if we fight for a different way of
relating that takes precedence over all labels and status, maybe some of
these creatures will prove not to be so horrible after all. Maybe some
of them were just excretions of patriarchy and the State, walking piles
of excrement, yes, but piles that covered what once were and will again
be people, no less imperfect than ourselves.
Subjects and networks change simultaneously, though, beings and
environments, which is why this possible transformation is a question
for the revolution, the revolution that begins today, that began
yesterday, that we're already losing, that we might yet win.
Revolution is this: it is the destruction of bad relations, the creation
of good relations, the abolition of institutions that make this
transformation impossible, and the spreading of invitations and tools so
many others may create and destroy with us. Property is a relation. Wage
labor is a relation. Marriage is a relation. Mutual aid is a very
different kind of relation.
We are open to the moral dimensions of this definition, but no one can
call us moralistic: it is not God or Science that has given us this
compass, but our own feelings of what is good and healthy. We recognize
others have feelings as well, and that feelings are often contradictory.
Contradiction is not the end of the world, and those who follow their
feelings can learn to recognize one another.
It was only the slavers, rapists, and owners who ever needed to justify
their hurtful relations with God or Science. Feeling people, some called
anti-capitalists, have lived too long under their tutelage, learned
something is only legitimate if it is attached to a “higher reason,”
meaning something outside of us. We have wasted centuries looking
everywhere but the one place where the answer was hidden. We had it
here, with us, all along.