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Title: The Ghost of Theory Author: Jaime Semprun Date: August 25, 2010 Language: en Topics: commodification, class, marxism, philosophy, technology Source: Retrieved on 17th May 2021 from https://libcom.org/library/ghost-theory-jaime-semprun Notes: Translated from the Spanish translation available at: http://colaboratorio1.wordpress.com/2010/08/25/jaime-semprun-1947-2010-in-memoriam-el-fantasma-de-la-teoria-notas-sobre-el-manifiesto-contra-el-trabajo/
I would like to set forth the reasons why I think the various recent
attempts at âradical theoryâ seem to possess an unreal, hollow, and in
any case ghostly quality, insofar as they lack, in my opinion, the body
and blood, or the nervous system, if you prefer, in short, the vitality
of previous revolutionary theories. This will obviously lead me to speak
of what revolutionary theory is, or rather what it was during the era
when such a thing existed, and why I believe that the conditions that
made its existence possible no longer prevail.
But first I have to consider two objections that might occur to the
reader. The first is that the texts I have taken as examples are too
dissimilar, with respect to both tone and content, not to speak of
quality, to serve as illustrations for any considerations of âtheoryâ. I
respond that it is precisely this undeniable dissimilarity that permits
a much better understanding of the extent to which the theoretical
ambition they have in common constitutes an obstacle to a lucid approach
to some of the principle aspects of contemporary society (which must be,
after all, the function of any critical theory of society).
The second possible objection is that by hurling the accusation of
unreality, or even artificiality, at certain attempts at theory which
represent rather the flower and the cream of their kind, I make myself
susceptible to a kind of pro domo accusation, with all the bad faith
that can imply, because it was only a few years ago [1] that I
maintained that one only needed to imagine a decomposing corpse to get a
good idea of a society whose diverse and changing corruptions, âmixing
everything and disfiguring everythingâ, made us so painfully unreadable;
indeed, I went on to point out that this was no time to be subjecting a
thingâs function to detailed analysis when the object of analysis was
fundamentally broken: âone does not study the anatomy of carrion whose
putrefaction has blurred the outlines of the bodyâs parts and mixed up
its organs.â [2]
Those formulations were, I agree, somewhat bold, and for me of course it
was not a matter of preaching, in the face of chaos on a planetary scale
that literally defies description, resignation before the
incomprehensible (or the faith of Michel Bounan, whose universal law of
life will solve as if by magic all the problems caused by the collapse
of market society without our having to inconvenience ourselves with the
need to confront them). I do, however, persist in believing that the
critical lucidity demanded by our current situation does not have much
to do with that variety of salvation through theory, an intellectual
operation worthy of the Baron Von Munchausen, that consists of
extracting oneself from the mud in which we are sinking so as to observe
it from above. But, for the purpose of arguing for this position, it is
better to start by examining the attempts made by those who evidently
think otherwise and want to be theoreticians.
The story bearing this title, written by Henry James, appeared fifteen
years before Lukacs wrote Soul and Form [3]:
âNonetheless, there is a hidden order to this world, a composition in
the confused intertwining of its lines. But it is the ineffable order of
a carpet or a dance: it seems to be impossible to interpret its meaning,
and even more impossible to refrain from such interpretation; it is as
if the whole texture of its interwoven lines only awaits a word to
become clear, univocal and intelligible, as if this word is always just
on the tip of everyoneâs tongue but has nevertheless never been
uttered.â
Lukacs soon thereafter mitigated the anxiety so eloquently expressed in
the above passage by uniting it with Bolshevik Marxism. In History and
Class Consciousness he thus announced the good news [4]:
âOnly with the appearance of the proletariat is knowledge of social
reality consummated. And this knowledge is consummated by discovering
the class perspective of the proletariat, the point from which all of
society becomes visible.â
Unfortunately for Lukacs, who identified class-consciousness with the
Party, and the Party with its Leninist model, this finally discovered
point of view led to total blindness. The persistence and inflection of
certain metaphors, however, cannot but shed light on certain mental
operations. The idea of a central or supreme point from which the
totality of the world is revealed was obviously a legacy of religion, by
way of the philosophy of history. In what is perhaps the most extreme
formulation of this idea, set forth by Cieszkowski, the future itself,
as an integral part of universal history conceived as an organic
totality, is becoming accessible to the knowledge and action of men, who
will consciously realize the plan of Divine Providence. [5] But this
kind of âsecularizationâ of the omniscient point of view of God did not
result only from the Hegelian-Marxist tradition, with its âhistorical
lawsâ and its theology revised by determinism: the attempt to âreturn to
man all the power he had previously been able to attribute to the name
of Godâ (Breton, discussing Nietzsche), of making him equal, therefore,
to a chimera of omnipotence, freed from the inherent limitations of
humanity, has seduced and led astray diverse currents of âmodern
thoughtâ, [6] and even more so despite reality having in the meantime
evinced a contrary trend: impotence in the face of alienation. The
experimental method itself, which confers upon the observer stooped over
the âminiature worldâ of the laboratory the point of view of God
surveying his creation, undoubtedly also plays its role when it
legitimizes the idea of a total knowledge of phenomena, once the right
point of view has been found.
In any event, the form of specialization to which the idea of a central
point of view corresponds derives in all certainty from a powerful
mental need. More than just a pleasing image, it is a true intellectual
representation, a mode of knowledgeâseek the point of view that puts
into perspective the greatest number of phenomenaâa way of ordering the
real which any search for a principle of intelligibility spontaneously
assumes. (And in this sense, if it prevails as a provisional and
necessarily approximate representation, it possesses complete
legitimacy, of course.) We can thus encounter it, in an almost canonical
form, in a âmethodologicalâ note featured at the beginning of the book
by Jean-Françoise Billeter, Chine TrĂos fois Muette. [7] After quoting
Pascal (âthere is only one indivisible point which is the true placeâ),
Billeter writes: âI have sought this point from which everything becomes
visible.â But immediately thereafter, defending the idea that it is
possible to âdiscern the entire present as a moment in historyâ, he
invokes:
âAn idea conceived by Hegel and borrowed by Marx for his own purposes,
that of the totality. This idea invites us to apprehend the world as a
whole which is always transforming itself, which is intelligible on the
basis of its ongoing transformation and is only really intelligible in
this way, as a whole and as transformation.â
From a spatial metaphor, that of the step backward, of the correct
distance between the observer and the object of observation, [8] we then
shift to a dialectical concept, that of the totality as process. This
shift is indicative of an unresolved contradiction that reappears in
numerous contemporary theoretical works, even the best, such as
Billeterâs: the contradiction between a more or less strict and
mechanistic determinism with respect to the past, and the âsense of the
possibleâ with respect to the present, with respect to the possibilities
for emancipation that must be asserted by any critique that wants to be
revolutionary.
If the dialectical theory passed down from Hegel and Marx possesses any
usefulness for a revolutionary critique of society, it can only be for
the purpose of conceptually grasping the exact moment of the âongoing
transformationâ in which we find ourselves. As understanding of
qualitative change in time, it is assumed that the dialectic is good for
something, that it has its field of application in the present,
conceived as becoming, in which one must discern the active
contradictions, the possibilities opened up by these contradictions, the
opportunities they create, etc.
In reality, however, since present-day theoreticians are just as
disarmed as ordinary non-theoreticians when it comes to saying anything
about the future course of this obscure turn which humanity has taken,
the dialectic is demoted to a system of a posteriori interpretation, and
considers the present exclusively as conclusion, as result. Past history
and its current conclusion are then reciprocally explained in a perfect
circularity: such a process can only lead to such a result, and such a
result presupposes such a process. The demotion of the dialectical
comprehension of reality has had a kind of retroactive effect on
historical intelligence strictly speaking, in the sense that it smoothes
out the course of history in a purely logical chain from which are
eliminated not only the contingent part but above all the conflicts
which in each era open up possible roads of development. This strict
determinism which petrifies causal relations in accordance with the
model of mechanics (such a cause, such an effect), is itself a form of
specialization of time: for it grants to the latter the characteristics
of a spatial sequence suitable for being intellectually surveyed the way
one would survey a house, going from one room to another; but it is a
very museum-like house, in which quite distinct and highly delineated
periods are juxtaposed (the Renaissance, the Enlightenment) without
containing anything of the contradictory processes and crucial moments
which gave them their richness.
Billeterâs tendency towards a certain schematicism (hence his taste for
Crosby-style simplifications [9]) seems to have been rectified in Chine
TrĂos fois Muette by his concrete and detailed knowledge of Chinese
history, and by his determination to lucidly confront the question of
what it will take to âescape from economic rationalityâ and ârecover the
use of plain reasonâ. In this text, however, we can find, with respect
to this issue of our possible emancipation from the market economy, the
same blind spot displayed by other texts with revolutionary pretensions.
Like Jean-Marc Mandosio, [10] Billeter resolves the contradiction
between retroactive determinism and the freedom required for
consciousness-raisingârhetoricallyâby going from one metaphor (that of
the âchain reactionâ) to another (that of the ârules of the gameâ),
whose significance is very different. The first metaphor is used to
explain the process which, beginning in the Renaissance, has culminated
in our current situation; the second metaphor is used to evoke the
possibility of successfully accomplishing the task imposed upon us by
such a situation:
âTo put an end to this chain reaction which has had such bad effects and
which will have even more bad effects if we allow it to continue on its
course; to do this, we must put an end to the specific form of
unconsciousness which feeds it, and thus free ourselves from the
particular misfortune which has dominated recent history.â
For Billeter, however, the chronological order implicit in these two
metaphorsâtheir âdates of validityâ, so to speakâis exactly the opposite
of what would be necessary for the presentation of a less imperfect
account of real history, that is, of a process in which, once a certain
qualitative threshold has been crossed (once a certain critical mass has
been attained, to continue with the nuclear metaphor), the destructive
effects of what then becomes a chain reaction escape all control.
Previously (before Hiroshima, to be exact), it was possible to speak of
the domination of economic rationality as ârules of the gameâ that could
be changed, once they were understood in that way. Furthermore, this is
more or less what Engels said when he spoke of a law âbased on the
unconsciousness of those who suffer under itâ. Now, on the other, hand,
one can speak of a chain reaction, that is, of a process in which the
fact of becoming conscious of its existence cannot change anything. (I
write this at the moment when climate change is becoming the oppressive
reality we all know.)
We shall return to this point, which is obviously so decisive for the
ghostly character of all contemporary revolutionary theory. For now,
however, I would like to finish by describing, on the basis of the
metaphor of the âcentral pointâ, what the latter reveals concerning what
we may call the theoretical-radical mentality. I will have to consider
forms of de-dialecticization that are incomparably more awkward than any
in Billeter: in the theoretical pose of the sort I shall now evoke,
ideological compensation for intellectual and practical impotence
becomes the main feature.
It never ceases to amaze me when I consider that, after thirty years or
more, most of those who present themselves as defenders of
ârevolutionary theoryâ (generally that of the Situationists) have not
only done nothing with itânothing subversive, that isâbut have also used
it primarily for the purpose of protecting themselves from perceiving
reality, to the point of enclosing themselves in a perfectly coherent
delirium. [11]
Connected with specialization, which is now a recognizable symptom of
false consciousness, the idea of total knowledge guaranteed for he who
can situate himself at the exact point from which the world becomes
perfectly legible and âtransparentâ will remind anyone, in the context
of everyday life, of a psychopathological condition combining
interpretive delusion and megalomania. But radical theoreticians clearly
enjoy a kind of impunity in this regard, and paper can bear anything, as
everyone knows. It must nonetheless be pointed out that the essentially
paranoid character of delusions of total knowledge, of a central point
of view, etc., is revealed by the fact that they necessarily imply the
pretense of infallibility: to admit that an error has been committed
with respect to one small point, phenomenon or episode, would in effect
amount to admitting that one did not know how to take things by the
root, by the principle from which all phenomena derive. In short, you
are either in the center or you are not: you are either located where
all possible historical intelligence is concentrated (the party, the
sect or solitary delirium), or you fall into the external darkness
through which the unconscious wander. (It must also be pointed out that,
like all good paranoid logic, the fantasy of the center often leads to
the symmetrical postulate that attributes an equal level of
consciousness to domination in its war against the possessors of the
true theory.)
Thus, formally, there is no difference at all between, on the one hand,
the sectarian delusion that claims to have identified the hidden center
of domination and denounces everything that does not square with its
systems of interpretation as fabricated appearances or deceptions and,
on the other hand, the critique that quite reasonably aspires to
discover, behind appearances, the real mechanism that makes the social
machinery run; hence the ease with which hodge-podge constructions often
act as the policemen of thought among critical analyses and negationisms
[12] of every kind. Distinguishing between what is evident or plausible,
and what is arbitrary or even insane, requires a degree of rectitude of
judgment that only forms, along with common sense, through confrontation
with arguments in public debate, and which is therefore disappearing
today along with the latter. In its absence, it is possible to continue
to maintain, for example, that the current climate change attributed to
greenhouse gases is in reality a disinformation operation undertaken by
industrialists who are developing replacements for the incriminated
gases.
But even if one does not get lost in the labyrinth of quite real
falsifications and mad revelations, one will concretely confront a real
breakdown of causality as one tries to escape oneâs oppression in the
face of the increasingly more confused interconnections of an illegible
reality:
âThe crux of the matter is that society has actually reached such a
degree of integration, of the universal interdependence of all of its
moments, that causality no longer functions as a weapon of criticism. In
vain will you search for the cause because there is no cause other than
this society. Causality is, so to speak, being reabsorbed by the
totality, it is becoming indiscernible within a system in which the
apparatus of production, distribution and domination as social and
economic relations, as well as ideologies, are inextricably linked.â
[13]
Under such conditions, the rational theoretician in search of the
âdeterminant factor in the last instanceâ evidently can only be
helpless. Which explains his propensity to content himself, by way of
compensation, with a kind of genealogical research in which
chronological proof takes the place of historical explanation. He can at
least affirm that, in effect, such a thing took place before something
else and it is therefore plausible, and in any case not at all
impossible, that a cause-effect relation is manifested in this temporal
succession. Reminiscent in a way of the joke about the general history
of the cinema told by the Stalinist Sadoul, who proclaimed that such a
history was so anchored in the past that someone could suggest that the
first volume of this history could be entitled The Cinema under Louis
XIV, wise genealogists have sought the origin of the Spectacle in the
Middle Ages, while others pointed out some time ago that the invention
of totalitarianism could be attributed to Plato. Descartes has also been
very useful, but ultimately the Enlightenment can count on the support
of the searchers for the first cause.
Whatever reservations one may have about some of his earlier
formulations, one could very well expect that Jean-Claude MĂchea would
not succumb to this kind of paternity search. Unfortunately, in his
latest work, [14] not only does he employ without too much
circumspection a very vague âhistory of ideasâ as a sufficient
explanation, but he does not even spare us, when he recounts the
admittedly amusing detail that Adam Smithâs father was a customs
official, the psychoanalytic explanation of the ideology of free trade
by the Oedipus Complex of its first theoretician:
âObviously, this is a detail which confers a very particular meaning to
the idea that men cannot enjoy the blessings of nature if customs
barriers are not abolished and, more generally, all frontiers,
regardless of their nature. Thus, it is possible that the death of the
Father (and, consequently, the indefinite expansion of the âempire of
the Mothersâ, easily disguised as âfeminismâ) constitutes the real
unconscious of capital and, even more, of modernity itself.â
It is true that this silliness is relegated to a footnote at the end of
the text but, even so, if one sets aside the digressions, references and
notes of every kind that often parasitize discourse rather than help to
explain it, this book can be summarized by the following series of
claims: âEnlightenment philosophyâ, âthe intellectual springboard of our
modern worldâ, is the original womb for both leftist thought and
âliberalismâ; the radical critique of contemporary liberalism, the
âcoherent struggle against the liberal utopia and the reinforced class
society that it inevitably engendersâ, demands that we break with this
âreligion of progressâ; by acting in this way the virtues of the
âoriginal socialismâ will be rediscovered, virtues which have been
altered by the modernist ideology of the left, and we will be able to
avail ourselves of common decency [in English in original] (the moral
values of ordinary people) in our struggle against the triumphant
Economy. Towards the end of his book, MĂchea writes:
â[...] we now possess, perhaps for the first time in history, the
philosophical means sufficient for beginning to understand to what
extent the intuition of the European workers of the 19^(th) century
concerning the world in preparation (therefore, our world) was
profoundly human and well-founded.â
Thus, once again the owl of Minerva takes flight at sunset. It is true
that, even though we are not philosophers, today we have a better
understanding of the historic opportunity wasted with the crushing of
the workers revolutions of the 19^(th) century (and the 20^(th)
century). But since the âoriginal socialismâ was defeated so long ago,
while its âphilosophical understandingâ could very well be painted in
garish colors, that will not bring it back to life. Philosophical
consciousness always arrives too late. Except, perhaps, for the purpose
of pretending to be a thinker of common decency, and to do this even in
the indecent columns of Le Nouvel Observateur or Charlie Hebdo, relying
of course not so much on the thingâs reality, which has unfortunately
become so ghostlike, as on the works of the dreary professors of MAUSS
(Anti-Utilitarian Movement in the Social Sciences), who are to the
living practice of the gift what a handbook on Sexology is to love. [15]
What an interpretation of the genealogical type fails to explain is,
from a truly historical viewpoint, the most essential point; that is, in
the case of the schema presented by MĂchea: why did those excellent
revolutionary workers of old, who were so admirable (and they often
really were) yield to such a terrible âModernityâ? An explanation based
on this single causeâthe ideological womb of the
Enlightenmentâconveniently makes the alienation process that affected
the old workers movement disappear, as well as the formation of the
modern bureaucracy, submission to technological development, the new
conditions produced by these causes, and the very concrete thresholds
left behind that mark the disappearance of certain historical
possibilities, which will never return. Two adversaries remain, facing
off in a timeless confrontation: modernist elites, who are today the
âlibertarian-liberalsâ, and ordinary people, the people who are by
virtue of their essence the depository of all anticapitalist values.
Against this garishly painted canvas, MĂchea can stand out as a knight
of virtue (that is, of common decency). But we know what punishment
awaits knights of virtue in a world without virtue: to mistake a common
barberâs trimmings-bowl for Mambrinoâs helmet.
At the beginning of his erudite work, in which he expounds a ânew
critique of valueâ [16], Anselm Jappe writes some quite singular lines:
âThis book will have achieved its goal if it succeeds in transmitting to
the reader the passion felt by the author for the seemingly-abstract
theme of value. This is the passion which is born when one has the
impression of entering a chamber where the most important secrets of
social life are kept, the secrets upon which all the others depend.â
Not being at all tempted to offer a Freudian interpretation a la MĂchea,
two things immediately occurred to me when I read this passage. First of
all, Marxâs statement: âCritique is not a passion of the mind, but the
mind of passion.â Also, another Henry James story, The Aspern Papers.
And I must say that it seems to me that these two impressions, once I
finished reading the book, are still relevant to its contents. In The
Aspern Papers, James retells a true story he heard in Florence: an
American literary critic had arrived in Florence to rent a room in a
house owned by a former lover of Byron, who was at that time quite
elderly, hoping to get hold of some papers she had saved (some letters
from Shelley, for whom the critic professed an almost religious
reverence); but when the old woman finally died, a (relatively) younger
relation of hers, with whom she had lived, told the critic that if he
wanted the letters he would have to marry her. In James, of course, the
tale, set in Venice instead of Florence, is much more ambiguous, like
the way the critic was finally frustrated with the secrets he coveted,
for example. When his American friend first appeared at the ramshackle
palazzo into which the critic sought to insinuate himself to get access
to the letters, she exclaimed: âOne would think you expected to find in
them the answer to the riddle of the universe.â And later, when, after
having been accepted as a guest, he approached the room where the
âtreasureâ of Aspernâs papers was kept, their owner seemed to him to
represent âesoteric knowledgeâ in this world.
We see that besides the image of the âChamber of Secretsâ referred to
above, what is striking about this passage is its similarity to a work
that tries to lead us to recover the âesoteric Marxâ buried under the
rubble of traditional Marxism; who, alongside the âexoteric Marxâ, that
ârepresentative of the Enlightenment who sought the perfection of the
industrial society of labor under the control of the proletariatâ,
elaborated a âcritique of the very foundations of capitalist modernityâ:
Today, âonly the âesoteric Marxâ can constitute the basis for thought
capable of grasping contemporary challenges and investigating their most
distant origins at the same time. Without such thought, all contestation
at the dawn of the 21^(st) century runs the risk of seeing nothing in
the current transformations but a repetition of the previous stages of
capitalist development. [...] In a central partâalthough in a smaller
number of pagesâof his mature work, Marx traced the leading threads of a
critique of the basic categories of capitalist society: value, money,
commodity, abstract labor, commodity fetishism. This critique of the
core of modernity is more relevant today than it was in Marxâs own time,
because in his day this core only existed in an embryonic state.â
It is the hidden core of Marxâs theory, those pages that only needed âto
be read with care, which almost no one did for a centuryâ, [17] to which
the âcore of modernityâ therefore corresponds, whose later development
was contained there in nuce. At certain moments, when perusing some
particularly dry pages on the âlogic of valueâ, one gets the feeling of
being in the presence of a kind of Marxist Cabala, and that it would be
enough to decode the scriptures in order to discover the secret of the
world, âthe basic logic of modern societyâ. Jappe evidently expresses
his refusal to consider Marxâs work as a âsacred textâ but this does not
prevent him from asserting that âdevoting oneself to the âesotericâ
Marxian critique of the commodity is then [that is, when the ânew
contestationâ is still content with an âeclectic ideologyââ(Semprunâs
interpolationâtranslatorâs note)] a prerequisite for any serious
analysis, which in turn is the precondition for all praxisâ. This is
why, quite logically, he devotes the greater part of his book to
summarizing, paraphrasing or quoting what for him is âthe valid nucleus
of Marxian analysisâ. Not being a Marxist or much less a Marxologist, I
will not venture an opinion with regard to the validity, from the
philological point of view, of this restoration of âthe Marxian corpusâ.
One can in any event tranquilly concur that the critical analysis of
commodity fetishism is far from having become a mere archaeological
curiosity in the world in which we live, and it does not need to be
repeated that it is not Marxâs theory that âreducesâ everything to
economics, but âmarket society that constitutes the most extensive
reductionism ever seenâ; and that âto escape from this reductionism one
must escape from capitalism, not from its critiqueâ. However, even if we
admit that one must turn to the critique of the âvalue formâ elaborated
by Marx in order to really oppose the world of the market, one is not at
any time disposed to hope, while reading these frankly hardly thrilling
Adventures of the Commodity, since, as Jappe himself says, âonce these
basic categories are established, the whole evolution of capitalism, up
to its exit from the stage, is already programmed by the contradictions
which follow from those basic categoriesâ; one is not disposed to hope,
I say, while reading this, that the sleeping âpraxisâ can, like Sleeping
Beauty, be awakened from its lethargy by this quite conceptual blue
prince: the ânew critique of valueâ. [18]
The task consists in extracting âthe Marxian Corpusâ from âmore than a
century of Marxist interpretationsâ in order to reconstruct it around
its âvalid nucleusâ; in a way this is reminiscent of the task set by
Viollet-le-Duc who sought to âreestablish in a finished state something
which may in fact never have actually existed at any given timeâ. [19]
And, as in any restoration of this kind, the problem consists of
choosing between what is preserved and what is eliminated. For Jappe it
seems that this sometimes implies the difficulty of disentangling what
is truly critical and radical from what is not in Marx. Somewhat like
the way MĂchea contrasts âoriginal socialismâ with âLeftist thoughtâ
impregnated with Enlightenment liberalism, Jappe contrasts the âmost
radicalâ Marx (the Marx of Capital) with that other Marx who was
influenced by the illusions of the revolutionary movement of his time;
but this cleavage (âwe can ... speak of a double Marxâ) is cloven again
in turn:
âThe difference between the âexotericâ Marx and the âesotericâ Marx is
even present within his analysis of value and is visible in his
vacillations with regard to the determination of value.â
The reader, in any case, is somewhat lost, all the more so in that, each
time he believes he can situate the authorâs explanation within a
historical process and certain âempiricalâ realities, the author warns
him against such intellectual comforts. This is especially striking in
connection with âabstract laborâ, for Jappe deplores the fact that Marx
himself never completely distinguished it from âaverage social laborâ,
that is, from undifferentiated labor, without qualities, which was
generalized by big industry. Nonetheless, if there is one case where the
formulas concerning the abstraction that becomes real, etc., possess an
immediately comprehensible meaning for the non-theoretician, it is this
case. But the ânew critique of valueâ which Jappe defends does all it
can to reject any understanding of this type, as if it was above all
necessary for theory not to have the least applicability to reality,
perhaps out of fear of thereby committing itself, like the old
revolutionary movement, to combating âempiricalâ realities from which
one must âkeep oneâs distanceâ: the logic of value. It is true that
Jappe wants to acknowledge that there is a type of labor, which he calls
âempirically abstractâ, whose âdiffusion is effectively a result of the
predominance of abstract labor in the formal senseâ; but only to add
immediately that âit is not totally identical to the latterâ, and
conceding at once that, nevertheless, âabstract labor in the formal
sense becomes the dominant social form only when the interchangeability
of jobs, their non-specificity and the possibility of going from one job
to another, has penetrated all of societyâ, and finally recalling that
Marx, when he formulated his first reflections on the question while
observing the process underway in the most modern societies, âdid not
even distinguish between âunskilledâ labor and âabstract laborâ as a
formal determinationâ.
All of this is quite messy, not to say confusing. This is undoubtedly
due to the fact that, in contrast to his diverse observations regarding
the essentially destructive character of capitalism, Jappe wants to
preserve at the core of his renovated theoretical fortress the quite
Marxist belief that âfreedom from labor means freedom from living labor
and leaving as much as possible of the metabolism with nature to dead
labor, that is, to machinesâ. [20] And since he clings to this article
of faith, with quotations from the Grundrisse in hand, he requires that
âabstract laborâ be something very different from the phenomenal form it
assumes in the real world. This allows Jappe to discretely recycle the
old clichés of emancipatory automation and the contradiction between the
highly-developed productive forces (which make communism âpossibleâ) and
the existing relations of production; in other words, âthe domain of
valueâ under which these productive forces remain: we have finally
reached âthe point where the internal contradiction inherent to
capitalism begins to impede its function in out-of-control machine
productionâ and âthe separation of the producers no longer has a
material or technical basis and is exclusively derived from the abstract
value form, which has thus definitively lost its historical functionâ.
One can understand the intellectual satisfaction now felt by a Marxist
theoretician, or just a Marxist, whose diagnosis claims that today what
is being artificially prolonged (through âfictitious capitalâ, the
finance âbubbleâ) is âthe life of a mode of production that has already
diedâ. Likewise, it must be spruced up for the times to come, or more
accurately, for the times that will come crawling towards us, so as to
prove without any doubt at all that:
âValue brings on its own abolition precisely as a result of its
successes. The definitive victory of capitalism over the remains of the
precapitalist era is also its own definitive defeat. When a fully
developed capitalism coincides with its concept, it is not the
foreclosing of any possibility of crisis but, to the contrary, the
beginning of the real crisis.â
There is, however, something frightening about this sort of Hegelian
exultation, which again and again plucks the rose of reason from the
cross of the present, if we keep in mind the fact that this âdefinitive
victory of capitalism over the remains of the precapitalist eraâ, before
the promised parousia can take placeâat least for the devotees of a
fetishized dialecticâis first of all our defeat in everyday life, the
crushing of everything that could serve as the basis for rebuilding a
life freed from the economy. It must be pointed out, nevertheless, that
Jappe avoids giving his Adventures of the Commodity a strictly happy
ending: the final redeeming crisis. He even explicitly declares that
âthe end of capitalism does not by any means imply a guaranteed
transition to a better societyâ. When he takes the risk of trying to
decipher the enigma of our times, he first points out that the crisis,
the self-destruction of capitalism, can only result in âthe collapse
into barbarismâ, but then tempers this observation somewhat lamely by
asserting that âthe implosion of capitalism leaves a vacuum that could
also allow the emergence of another form of social lifeâ. Without
insisting too forcefully on the fact that this âvacuumâ is a rather
crowded one (full of poisons of every kind bequeathed to a hypothetical
alternate âform of social lifeâ), one may nonetheless ask what purpose
is served, then, by the pearls of wisdom scattered throughout this book
if they only end up, when it is a question of moving on to âpraxisâ, in
more or less vacuous and disarmed formulations not unlike the pious
wishes of the Citizens Movement (âAnother World Is Possibleâ) which
Jappe subjects to extensive and acute ridicule. And calling upon Mauss,
Polanyi or Sahlins for weighty proofs to the effect that other forms of
social organization have existed that were not subject to the economy
cannot convince anyone that capitalism is only âa kind of historical
accidentâ, a deviation that can easily be rectified once it has been
fully understood, thanks to the critique of value, and that it was not
just pure âmadnessâ.
The contradiction to which I referred in the first part of this article
(between a strict determinism vis-Ă -vis the past and a nebulous âsense
of the possibleâ with regard to the present) reappears here in an almost
parodic form. On the one hand, no conscious subject can exist within
capitalism, only the âlogic of valueâ, the âautomatic subjectâ; on the
other hand, ânever before has there been a time in history when manâs
conscious will has assumed as much importance as it will during the long
death-throes of commodity societyâ, death-throes which âare taking place
before our eyes. But to begin to embody such a conscious determination
to do away with commodity society it will perhaps be necessary to
criticize the deadly abstraction of capitalism in a manner that will
itself be less abstractâ (and not to reject as âsimple moralist or
existentialist recriminationâ any judgments based on those âthoughts and
desires not formed by the commodityâ, whose existence Jappe grudgingly
admits only to immediately deny that âone can simply mobilize [them]
against the logic of the commodityâ). Otherwise, critique will continue
to be that âpassion of the mindâ about which Marx spoke: one
intellectual specialization among others.
Any revolutionary theory worthy of the name must provide an explanation
for social reality that is at least plausible, and must identify what
must be fought against in order to transform that social reality. The
criterion of truth applicable to such a theory is not exactly of the
scientific type: it is not enough for it to be âpertinentâ, or to fit
the facts; it must also crystallize discontent and dissatisfaction and
suggest ways they can be used. One can see that nothing like that exists
today. Even those attempts at theoretical explanation that are not
simply absurd or ridiculously arbitrary are nonetheless incapable of
pointing to a practical goal, even a distant one, or of saying where to
concentrate forces, no longer for the purpose of shaking the foundations
of established society, which is collapsing on its own, but in order to
confront this collapsing society with a collective activity that has
some chance of putting an end to the worldâs devastation.
There is no doubt that the critical analyses that emphasize the
fundamentally industrial nature of todayâs society provide a better
summary of its characteristics and identify what obviously constitutes
its most universal and most concrete determination, than do other
critical analyses. For one who would use it without fetishizing it, this
definition obviously does not imply that we should forget that this
industrial society is also capitalist, commodity-based, spectacular,
hierarchical, technologized, and so on, any more than the emphasis
placed during the sixties on the recent advances made by alienation
which were designated by the term âspectacleâ implied an abandonment of
the critique of capitalism, but to the contrary modified it in a way
that made it usable. In any event, however superficial some of its
formulations may be, the anti-industrial critique has had the merit of
satisfying one of the prerequisites for a subversive theory according to
one expert; that is, it must be âcompletely unacceptableâ in the sense
that it can âdenounce as bad, to the indignant stupefaction of all those
who find it good, the very center of the existing world....â [21]
Such a critique, however, must necessarily remain quite disarmed with
respect to pointing out how this âcenterâ should be attacked, since, by
describing industrial society as a closed world in which we are
imprisoned, it correctly insists on the fact that industrial society is
a terrible world whose center, properly speaking, is not located in any
particular place because its circumference is everywhere: we are in
contact with it at every instant [22] (here we shall encounter, in an
inverted form, another very old and very striking metaphor). Unless we
persist in postulating the existence of a class, the proletariat, whose
central position in production constitutes it as the revolutionary
subject, it is hard to see, in effect, if we coldly consider the
coherence of the coercive force imposed by the industrial system, what
could put an end to the latter apart from its self-destruction, which is
certainly fully underway, although still distant enough from a
hypothetical terminus. And in this case, the question arises concerning
the resourcesâand not just natural resourcesâthat humanity will have at
its disposal, after so many years of disaster, for the reconstruction of
the world on different foundations. In other words: in what condition
will men find themselves, in what condition are they now, after all the
things they have worked so hard to inflict upon themselves, and after
having been in the process desensitized to enduring them all? One could
maintain that an exacerbation of the catastrophe will sweep aside all
the preconditioning and will galvanize the best energies of humanity or
that it will on the contrary precipitate, under the reign of panic, the
collapse into barbarism. One could conjecture and dogmatize on this
topic for as long as one likes and never escape from opinions, beliefs
or âpersonal convictionsâ without foundation or depth. If no theory can
reasonably answer this question, it is only because it is not a
theoretical question, although it is the crucial question of our time.
Thus, since the theoreticians are in reality, as I have pointed out,
just as defenseless as ordinary people when it comes to formulating
hypotheses concerning the consequences, even the most immediate, of the
ongoing disaster, it is hardly surprising that their writings have
something ghostly about them, all the more so when they adopt a
venerable tone of absolute certainty for the audience. (Ghosts, as
everyone knows, like to cover themselves in rusty armor. [23]) Unable to
conceive of a future of any kind, they almost totally lack the quality
which imparts consistency and bite to a revolutionary theory: the
tension of collective activity and the search for practical mediations,
strategic reflection with regard to precise time periods, the ability to
connect every conflict with a universal program of emancipation. And if
all of this is lacking, it is notâin any event not always or
primarilyâas a result of some particular intellectual deficiency, but
because the social and historical terrain on which such a theoretical
intelligence could be born and could unfold has disappeared from under
our feet.
No one knows for sure what is going to pounce upon us from the jungle of
the present, from the unpredictable combinations of an unprecedented
chaos. Theoreticians, however, distinguish themselves in this respect,
and the more âradicalâ they are the more they stand out in this regard,
by the undisguised satisfaction with which they speak of crisis, of
collapse, and of death-throes, as if they possessed some special
certainty about the course of a process which the whole world hopes will
come to a decisive conclusion, an event that would once and for all
elucidate the obsessive enigma of our time, whether humanity sinks or is
compelled to save itself. This dispossessed hope, however, forms an
integral part of the catastrophe which is already upon us, and the first
task of critical theory is to break with this hope, refusing to
entertain all sorts of contemplative hopes, like the kind that Jappe
entertains, for example, when he speaks of the vacuum created by the
implosion of capitalism that is ripe for âthe emergence of another form
of social lifeâ, or like the kind offered by Billeter, who speaks of the
âeventâ, of the âunforeseeable moment when something new suddenly
becomes possibleâ and when critical musings finally have some
usefulness; or even of the kind spoken of by Vidal, though a few stages
lower, with regard to âthe labor of various generationsâ that it seems
we shall have the pleasure of facing so that the âantiglobalization
movementâ can âdefine, in a more or less libertarian [sic] way, the
terms of a new social contractâ (not even a much longer time frame would
suffice for such a âmovementâ, as the way it has begun to develop has
nothing to do with critical consciousness, and if it is a matter of
feeding ideological pap to the most left-wing elements of the âAnother
World Is Possibleâ crowd, Negri has already taken care of that).
Even today, one can still rely on the essential truth of that aphorism
that holds, breaking with all philosophies of history and all
contemplation about a supreme external agency, of whatever kindâthe
development of the productive forces or, as a substitute for the latter,
capitalismâs self-destructionâthat âtheory only needs to know what it is
doingâ (The Society of the Spectacle). Like many other of the old
revolutionary theoryâs assertions, however, this one is vindicated in a
way quite different than expected: since the catastrophic course of
current history (the âchain reactionâ) is, for a period of time whose
duration cannot be foreseen, beyond our control, one cannot theorize
about it unless the separate and contemplative position of the
philosophy of history is in one way or another restored. In this matter,
as well, one may practice a âbarbarian ascesisâ against the false wealth
of reconstituted or superannuated theories. When the ship is taking on
water, there is no more time for erudite speeches about the theory of
navigation: one must rapidly construct a lifeboat, however crude. This
necessity of limiting oneself to very simple things, unworthy of course
of âgrand theoryâ but now of essential urgency, of concentrating on what
is absolutely necessary and sacrificing all the rest, is what Walter
Benjamin expressed in a letter [24] in which he discusses Ernst Blochâs
book published in France under the title, Heritage de Notre Temps:
âThe serious objection which I have of this book (if not of its author
as well) is that it in absolutely no way corresponds to the conditions
in which it appears, but rather takes its place inappropriately, like a
great lord, who arriving at the scene of an area devastated by an
earthquake can find nothing more urgent to do than to spread out the
Persian carpetsâwhich by the way are already somewhat moth-eatenâand to
display the somewhat tarnished golden and silver vessels, and the
already faded brocade and damask garments which his servants had
brought. It is obvious that Bloch has excellent intentions and great
ideas. But, on reflection, he refuses to put them into practice. In such
a situationâin a place devastated by misfortuneâthe great lord has no
other remedy than to use his carpets as blankets, to cut his fabrics
into table-cloths....â
At the end of our Observations on Genetically Modified Agriculture and
the Degradation of Species, [25] we said that the only way to escape
from âthe closed world of industrial lifeâ was to âcultivate oneâs
gardenâ. If we ignore the stereotypical snide remarks of the sub-Marxist
progressives and the jackasses who seem to fear âthe return to animal
tractionâ more than anything else, this formulation has generally been
taken as a simple little pirouette, a makeshift chosen due to an
inability to elaborate a more ambitious program. However, if one
subjects it to a thorough examination, without looking at it through
âradicalâ lenses, it was a program of the most ambitious people, to take
it both literally and figuratively; even hearkening back to the âgarden
of Epicurusâ. But since it is proper to begin by considering the meaning
of the word garden in its botanical sense (because, as Epicurus
correctly stated, âThe beginning and the root of all good is the
pleasure of the stomach. Even wisdom and culture must be referred to
thisâ), I will conclude by saying that a good handbook on gardening,
along with all the critical considerations that the exercise of that
activity requires (because in this respect as well the hour grows late)
would undoubtedly be more useful for getting through the impending
catastrophes than any number of theoretical writings that persist in
calmly pondering, as if we stood on solid ground, the why and the
wherefore of the shipwreck of industrial society.
[1] In LâabĂźme se repeuple, Ăditions de lâEncyclopĂ©die des Nuisances,
1997, 85 p.
[2] Three years later, Michel Bounan used the same metaphor, modifying
it to illustrate how, âunder a decomposing form, a new life is beginning
to sprout and spread thanks to the passionate labor of the wormsâ.
According to the author of Sans valeur marchand, it is true that this
new life is beginning to swarm âwith an initially horrible aspectâ, but
one must not worry about this, since âwe have the secure pleasure of
seeing how, from todayâs monstrous chaos, another earth and another
heaven are springing forthâ. Just as Marx said that theology was the
rotten side of philosophy, one could say that prophecy has always been
the rotten side of revolutionary theory. And this is precisely what
remains of the latter in Bounan. (His prophecy, furthermore, is above
all copied from that of RenĂ© GuĂ©non: Kali-Yuga, âsigns of the timesâ and
the whole âtraditionalâ rigmarole).
[3] Georg Lukacs [1911] in Soul and Form and The Theory of the Novel.
[4] Georg Lukacs [1922], in History and Class Consciousness.
[5] August van Cieskowski, Prolegomena to Historiography.
[6] Michel Carrouges demonstrates this with respect to Surrealism (André
Breton et les dones fondamentales du surréalisme, Gallimard, 1950).
[7] Chine trĂos fois muette: essai sur lâhistoire contemporaine en et la
chine, Allia, 2000.
[8] A painting was used in Pascalâs example, but the continuation of the
fragment, not quoted by Billeter, expresses some serious reservations
concerning this idea of the âindivisible pointâ, âthe true locationâ:
âPerspective designates it in the art of painting. But in truth and
morality, what designates it?â
[9] Alfred W. Crosby is the author of two books, Ecological Imperialism
and The Measure of Reality, which attempt to explain the origins of
western rule over the world by means of dramatic and highly debatable
claims.
[10] Theorie critique et historie critique, Nouvelles de nulle part No.
4, October 2003, pp. 25â26.
[11] I am well aware of the fact that the mere utilization of the
categories of psychopathology will cause me to be branded as a supporter
of a repressive psychiatry. The reply to this is simple: I donât think
that irrationality is just what we need today, and madness, an
unfortunate response to misery, has never been emancipatory. (Authorâs
Note.)
[12] In France, the position of those who deny that the Nazi
concentration camps were extermination centers is called negationism.
[13] Jaime Semprun, Dialogues sur lâachĂšvement du temps modernes. I
borrow these excellent formulations of the negative dialectic from
Adorno (on the crisis of causality). It is worth pointing out that the
verification of the phenomenon was not new. It is in the future, however
(the one that will succeed the idolatry of reason), that Bounan
comically situates the moment when âwhat is important will switch places
with what is incidental, and causes with effectsâ. (Authorâs Note.)
[14] Impasse Adam Smith: brĂšves remarques sur lâimpossibilitĂ© de
depasser le capitalisme par sa gauche, Climats, 2002.
[15] And now they are trying to set themselves up in France as the
theoreticians that an effectively quite mindless âAnother World Is
Possible Movementâ needs. (Authorâs Note.)
[16] Les aventures de la marchandaise: pour una nouvelle critique de la
valeur, Denoël, 2003.
[17] This claim is quite surprising coming from an author who devoted a
whole book to Debord (Guy Debord).
[18] Jappe points out that his exposition faithfully expresses the point
of view of the German journal Krisis, which he helped to formulate. He
admits that it is true that despite all his efforts, his âpresentation
of the Marxian theory of value is not easy to readâ.
[19] Eugene Viollet-le-Duc, Dictionnaire raisonne de lâarchitecture,
1864â68, article entitled âRestaurationâ.
[20] Notes on the Manifesto Against Labor.
[21] Guy Debord, âPreface to the Fourth Italian Edition of The Society
of the Spectacleâ, Chronos Publications, tr. Michel Prigent and Lucy
Forsyth, London, 1979, p. 9. You have only to see how scandalized those
who want to go on repeating the old revolutionary theory become when
someone attacks industrial organization, which they still dream of
placing, along with automation and all the rest, at the service of a
âfree lifeâ, a life which they do not notice has thereby been emptied of
all contents. I must point out, nonetheless, in order to avoid
misunderstandings, that this quality (being âunacceptableâ) obviously
proves nothing by itself: any negationist finds his paranoid conviction
reaffirmed by the unanimous condemnation of his views.
[22] Baudouin de Bodinat, La vie sur terre, Vol. 1, Encyclopédie des
Nuisances, 1999, p. 55.
[23] I will refrain here from dismantling, as I had initially intended,
a particularly scandalous example of theoretical bluff: ResĂstanse au
chaos, by Jordi Vidal (Allia, 2002), a pompous stew in which the scarce
ideas that deserve consideration are immediately drowned in an ocean of
leftist platitudes, when they are not pure foolishness worthy of an
Ignacio Ramonet. The all-purpose pseudo-concept of the âchaotic
mechanismâ has demonstrated all its value and operational performance by
allowing the author to pose as a strategist and to be credited as such
in the columns of that annoying little magazine HĂ©lĂšne. On this question
of chaos and what sustains it, I refer the reader to Chapter Five of
RenĂ© Rieselâs recent text, On the Progress of Domestication.
[24] Letter dated February 6, 1935 to Alfred Cohn (Walter Benjamin,
Briefe, Vol. II, eds. Gershom Sholem and Theodor W. Adorno, Frankfurt am
Main, 1966, pp. 648â649).
[25] Observations Concerning Genetically Modified Agriculture and the
Degradation of Species.