The epidemiological view [of society] should shift our sense of subjectivity away from private individuation and toward public transmissibility.
…as we change ourselves to resist its viral RNA, [Covid-19] is neutralised, not annihilated.
Hello! We’re back again, reading Benjamin Bratton’s The Revenge of the Real. This time we read chapters four and five: “The Epidemiological View of Society” and “The Sensing Layer”. We had a good debate about both. Personally, I found both of these chapters lacking, but there was still hope to be found in what Bratton was gesturing towards. We discussed both at length.
No links this week, beyond this one to Thomas Murphy’s Twitter critique of Bratton’s book, which felt quite applicable this week, whereas previously I didn’t really understand what he was gesturing at. Below you’ll find my hastily-written notes and first thoughts on this chapters, which I basically riffed on during the conversation. But in case you want to read it written down… And below that, an earworm I acquired as soon as we wrapped up.
The first chapter here takes issue with what Giorgio Agamben calls the “most incommunicable element of subjectivity”, which is “the biopolitical life of the body”. Biopolitical life, for Agamben, is, as Bratton writes, “a differential field of relations that produces modes of subjectivity through materialist-discursive institutionalisation”. For Bratton, to say this is incommunicable is to unnecessarily mystify it. Subjectivity and the modes of its production are, on the contrary, perfectly legible if you understand contemporary forms of governance.
But there’s a misstep — or at least a misunderstanding — here, I think. Bratton seems to argue that this view has led to “a debilitating and lazy constructivism”. Is this a critique of the body without organs? The deleuzoguattarian position is that the anatomical organisation of the body restricts what it can do. For Bratton, however, this is a positive mode of understanding. And yet, Bratton later seems to affirm this deleuzoguattarian view, when he argues against Agamben’s apparent “theological-phenomenological preferences” in favour of “a positive biopolitics” that embraces “a realist and materialist conception of the human body as a biochemical assemblage and collective human intelligence as the collaboration of such creatures working in concert.”
I’ve heard a few people make complaints about this since, arguing that Bratton misrepresents Agamben’s position. Personally, I still haven’t read any of Agamben’s essays on Covid, but Bratton seems confused about a lot more than just Agamben’s argument.
This sense of “the incommunicable” is similar, I think, to what Lyotard calls the “unpresentable” in The Postmodern Condition. In a postmodern world, any newly discovered form of knowledge or expression is immediately subordinated to a totalizing ideological “truth”. This is an unfortunate side-effect of society’s computerisation, he argues. Just as any new programme loaded onto a computer for the first time must nonetheless be rendered in a format that is legible to the operating system at large, so any new perspective on our world must be legible to a pre-existing hegemonic framework – even forms of knowledge that are principally opposed to that framework altogether.
This is not simply a function of capitalist society for Lyotard, but any computerised socioeconomic alternative.
We might note that, when Lyotard’s appraisal of postmodernism was written, there was still such a thing as the Soviet Union – a clear alternative to capitalist hegemony. The problem is less with the classic formulation of a particular ideology, but the “advanced liberal management” systems used to keep them running. Following the fall of the Soviet Union in the early 1990s, this computational stasis is even more apparent today. From that moment onwards, the choice was no longer between capitalism and communism but reduced to a choice between Microsoft and Apple.
For Lyotard especially, postmodernist critique was a kind of battle cry, signalling “a war on totality” that demands we bear witness “to the unpresentable” – that is, all that cannot be rendered in the computational language of global capital.
When Agamben speaks of the “uncommunicable” – and we might remember that Jodi Dean referenced this in her book Blog Theory, which we read a few months ago – I think he’s talking about something very similar. We might note it is also a large part of his work in conversation with the recently deceased Jean-Luc Nancy, who similarly talks about the “inoperative” or the “disavowed”. It’s a sort of communication that is beyond communicative capitalism.
So, I can see what Bratton means when he argues that biopolitical life is “public, communicable, and intersubjective”, but it seems that his understanding of these words is far more restrictive than Agamben’s own. Agamben would surely not disagree with Bratton’s point, but he’s certainly attempting to go beyond it. That Bratton interprets this as some sort of transcendence is also a mistake, I think. To call Agamben’s position “theological-phenomenological” is very strange. I think he simply means an epidemiological understanding that is not captured by capitalism. Bratton’s view does start to feel technocratic here, which is surely a misreading not only of Agamben but the likes of Deleuze and Guattari as well. When they talk of machines, for instance, they’re not excluding bios but expanding the biosphere into the technosphere, so that they might enter into a new relation, both physically and epistemologically.
It’s a subtle difference but an important one. Like when we think of the brain like a computer. We know that it’s a bad analogy, and somewhat folk-psychological. It also restricts our understanding of the brain, in some instances, as if the brain as it actually functions is too abstract to comprehend so we have to reduce it to an understanding that is not only reductive but also accepts the programming of your average computer to be a kind of given. But what if we understood the brain as a computer in the sense that a computer is modular, upgradable, adaptable, plastic, etc. The analogy is never clean, but it can be used for reductive purposes and Promethean purposes, if that makes sense.
I’m not sure which side of this coin Bratton is on in this chapter. (In “The Sensing Layer” his argument is more obviously resembles a kind of techno-Leviathan, where state apparatuses “sense” things like we do.) In fact, he seems to oddly confuse the two. Or he is at least casting people as enemies who simply have a different set of terminology for making very similar points as he wants to, which sort of affirms Agamben’s point. That Bratton has misinterpreted an argument that is not written with his own lexical preferences in mind is to fall into the technocratic trap that Lyotard first described four decades ago.
It’s a bit like Brassier’s argument against Badiou, for instance, if people remember when we read his essay “Nihil Unbound” – different to the book of the same name. He argues that, whilst Badiou’s preoccupation with mathematics and zero might be a novel way of discussing the real, it is nonetheless a framework that is easily captured by capitalism. Indeed, that Badiou’s militant philosophy and capitalism itself are both grounded on mathematics is surely a point of weakness on the part of his anti-capitalism. It doesn’t mean that numbers are innately capitalist, of course, but it makes the argument very easy to appropriate. I think Bratton is falling into the same trap here, and it is one that I think a bunch of left-accelerationists fell into when they started talking about party-political strategizing rather than Alex Williams’ initial talk of a kind of “xenoeconomics”. Bratton’s argument here is much closer to the thing it is supposedly arguing against that I think many postmodern philosophers would be comfortable with.
So it’s not, as Bratton puts it, that “life is just too mysterious to grasp or that the natural order is too sacred to fiddle with”, it’s asking – to what extent is your understanding of the natural order limited to a certain kind of captured language and understanding? It’s precisely arguing that any attempts to fix lives lived with “the daily agencies of sewage landscapes and exposed corpses” can end up dangerously colonial if we suggest it is just a case of implementing advanced neoliberal management systems in certain neglected areas. It’s dangerously close to Western imperial arrogance for the technological age.
If that is accounted for, though, there is potential for a truly egalitarian technological future.
Post-pandemic politics needs to think through these relationships carefully and with the goal that the whole of society is included in the model appropriately.
This is surely the acceptance of a social immanence. There is no outside to capitalism but there are still outsides to neoliberal management systems. This, again, is the tension between Bratton and Agamben. Is there still a radicality in being unseen? It is possible in real life, without being accompanied by destitution? Is it possible online, without being lumped in with a reactionary mass of anons? What happened to Deleuze and Guattari’s political of becoming-imperceptible? This is arguably as much an affirmation of normcore as it is being off-grid. Is the only way to become imperceptible to get lost in the mass of government sensing data? Is what Bratton is describing a kind of technocommunism? A truly universal governance of care? I think it is interesting that he repeatedly speaks of “care” rather than “healthcare”. Free healthcare counts for a lot, of course, but not in isolation. Free healthcare is inherently reductive if it does not encompass things like housing or income – a lack of which arguably puts further strain on an isolated healthcare system, since a general lack of other care provisions can impact your health in myriad ways.
There were just a couple of us this week, so I’ll keep the intro short and sweet. We read chapters 2 and 3 of Revenge of the Real — that is, “The Big Filtering” and “Comparative Governance”.
Welcome back to a new edition of the XG reading group! After jumping around all sorts of texts last time, before settling on Jodi Dean’s Blog Theory, this time we’re readying Benjamin Bratton’s new book, The Revenge of the Real: Politics for a Post-Pandemic World.
It’s a short book with nice and condensed chapters, so it feels good to have a shorter and more digestible book to read through. (We have previously jumped at nightmare books that want to kill you, so it’s nice to read one that wants to save the world.)
This week, we read the Preface and Chapter 1, and a couple of us were immediately struck by how this book feels like left-accelerationism by another name. We connected Bratton’s understanding of the Covid-19 pandemic to how the accelerationist blogosphere tried to respond to the financial crash of 2008, and we also discussed the various stakes of Bratton’s project of planetary governmentality.
Below are links to various resources and other things discussed. Join us in two weeks’ time for a discussion of Chapter 2 (and maybe 3?)
Hello! We’re back for another month of blog digesting.
I’m still mostly working behind the scenes at the moment, but a few things broke free of various embargoes and became blog content. I actually had a meeting with Repeater this month about book details — I had been scheduled to deliver a new manuscript by September. In all honesty, the deadline made me shit myself, and I jumped around and felt very insecure about what I have been producing and whether it will be good enough. (Not a blog perfectionist in the slightest, but if it’s gonna go into print, neuroticism takes over.)
Thankfully, things are back on track. I’ve put yet another project on hold and returned to my book on accelerationism, which I think is in a lot better shape than I thought it was when I hit my last wall with it. A first draft may even be ready for the now-defunct September deadline. Fingers crossed!
I’ll keep you Patreons updated on that. In the meantime, here’s everything that went down this month.
K-Punk, Vol. 3
The third installment of the Spanish translation of K-Punk is out now, completing the set. I was invited to write a new introduction for it at the start of this year. Patreons have had access to it for a while, but now it’s available for everyone to read now that the book is out.
You can read the English language version on the blog via the link below, and you’ll also find a link to the Spanish translation there too, which is both in the book and on Caja Negra’s blog.
I wrote about the Grimes TikTok about communism in the context of Reza Negarestani’s Intelligence & Spirit, which gained way more traction that anticipated and ruined my mentions for at least a day. There was some good discussion that went on around it though, including a long comment from Hypnosifl, which I shared in a separate post.
After the cover of Mike Watson’s forthcoming book for Zero launched a thousand subtweets, I wanted to try and write something that wasn’t entirely cunty but at least addressed one of the prevailing problems with how a new generation of content makers is engaging with Fisher’s legacy and the legacy of the Ccru and its affiliates more generally.
I wrote a lot about TV this month? It’s been ages. I feel like I haven’t really watched anything in months. So much of lockdown is spent sitting around, I tend not to like doing it by choice. It’s also hard to concentrate.
Despite all that, three posts about films or TV shows that feel zeitgeisty? I thought Mare of Easttown was good, precisely because it showed how counter-productive most policing is, and I thought Cruella was a weird anachronistic mess, and I thought Boris Johnson and Matt Hancock and the entire Conservative government starts to make total sense when you consider them in the context of “zany” TV characters from I Love Lucy, Parks & Rec, Veep and The Thick of It.
That last one was basically half of a chapter that I wrote for the forthcoming book on narcissism, but I’m not sure I liked it for that context any longer. Still, a decent sneak peek if you want to know where I’m heading at the moment.
Poetry and Poetics
Speaking of “where I’m heading at the moment”, I’ve been thinking a lot about poetry recently. I’m reading a lot and still formulating thoughts, but these two posts contain a load of inchoate takes on stuff.
This post was basically an excuse to share an article written for MAP Magazine about the experiences of Chilean refugees in Hull in the 1970s, who fled the violent rise of neoliberalism under Pinochet only to find a seemingly more innocuous version taking root in England. The fact this all took place in my hometown of Hull was also fascinating to me. It’s a short piece with some excellent photos and it stayed with me for weeks afterwards.
Just one photography post this month, but I took a lot of photos in the meantime. There are currently fortnightly photoblogs scheduled all the way up until September, so look out for those.
There were quite a few events happening this month. Alongside the last two installment of our reading group, before we move onto Benjamin Bratton’s The Revenge of the Real, there was Repeater Radio’s mammoth K-Punk marathon, which I’m hoping will go online soon. I also spoke to our friend Bec for her Liminal Worlds website and roleplayed as spermatozoa for two episodes of After the Maestro.
Welcome back to what will probably be the final episode of the reading group arch. We started off with Badiou and we’ve been all around the houses, but it feels about time to we jump into something new. From here on out we’ll be reading Benjamin Bratton’s new book The Return of the Real. Get your copies in soon if you want to read it along with us, probably starting in two or three weeks.
In the meantime, we read Gilles Deleuze’s essay “Bartleby, or, the Formula”, which we were meant to read last week but instead just chatted about general stuff. We dug a bit deeper into the essay this week, but still bounced around its central concepts. Reading this sent me into a poetry rabbit hole personally, and so Bec and I ended up chatting for quite awhile about Ted Hughes, Sylvia Plath and Virginia Woolf, in a way that I hope sheds some light on the literary associations and interests embedded with Deleuze’s own philosophy.
The book mentioned about poetry was Ben Lerner’s The Hatred of Poetry, published in the UK by Fitzcarraldo Editions, and the Ted Hughes documentary was Stronger Than Death, available on YouTube here. Part of my thoughts on that already made it into a blog post posted yesterday, if you want the more polished and less rambling version.
Alongside a collection of interviews, these reflections include some of Fisher’s most misunderstood and most venerated essays, such as “Exiting the Vampire Castle”, “Good For Nothing”, and the unfinished introduction to “Acid Communism” (all found in parts four, five and six of the big English edition, which Vol. 3 brings together in a separate volume).
Considering how these essays might be read outside of the Anglosphere has been a very interesting exercise. But to read this introduction back in its original language may be slightly jarring for English readers, as it assumes ignorance of ten-year-old trivialities within (particularly) English and (to a lesser extent) American popular culture. Footnotes also add copious details that would surely be overkill in an Anglospheric context. However, in my experience, the Anglosphere’s view of the 2010s and Fisher’s role as a critical voice within them remains muddy and unclear at best (with the strangest readings, in my experience, coming from American readers who mistakenly conflate his often parochially English experiences with their own.) As a result, we have accumulated a popular understanding riddled with inaccuracies, which have continued to linger over more contemporary engagement with Fisher’s work, including my own. I hope this return to the very heart of the matter will provide English speakers around the world with some much-needed context as well.
The strange thing is that Spanish readers, particularly in Latin America, may be far more familiar with the sentiment that carries through Fisher’s work, explored below, than your average English speaker. Indeed, recent electoral results in Peru suggest some countries in the region may have less to learn from Fisher than his own countrymen. At the same time, perhaps his growing popularity among Spanish speakers is because they recognize his concerns as their own. Either way, I hope the following essay provides further context for those lucky enough to be unfamiliar with the concerns of your average British centrist or American “neo-anarchist”. I also hope it illuminates the Anglosphere’s own blind spots, so that an international dialogue can increasingly flow both ways, with comrades in other regions contributing further to our debates and showing the West what it continues to misunderstand in the fight against neoliberalism.
You can find the Spanish version of the essay, translated by Patricio Orellana, on the Caja Negra blog here. The essay is also included inside K-Punk, Vol. 3, available now from their website and elsewhere. Many thanks to Ezequiel Fanego for the commission.
There will be more to come from Caja Negra in the near future, with a Spanish translation of my book Egress expected early next year as well. Watch this space.
Introduction to K-Punk, Vol. 3
Exit, Pursed by a Bird
In 2013, Mark Fisher left Twitter. One would hardly expect this move to provoke much controversy, but Fisher made quite a scene when he did so. The essay written to accompany his departure was provocatively titled “Exiting the Vampire Castle”. It was bold and the backlash to it was considerable.
Central to Fisher’s essay was a renewed sense of class consciousness, which was, at that time, struggling to emerge. Long since curtailed in Britain since the 1990s, when the Labour Party first declared that “we are all middle-class now”, the issue had gradually returned to the fore – thanks, in part, to Owen Jones’ 2011 book Chavs and the confounding patchwork persona of comedian Russell Brand.[1]
Though moving in separate circles of public discourse, Jones and Brand both hoped to engender a new popular radicalism by making demands for real change heard within mainstream culture and politics. This, in turn, illustrated how detrimental a decade of centrist discourse had been on many already maligned members of society. Jones, on the one hand, spoke out against grotesque working-class stereotypes at the forefront of the political imagination[2]; Brand, on the other, lampooned how anaemic that political imagination was more generally, insisting on new ideas that might better remedy cruelly criminalised social problems like drug addiction.[3]
Both were successful, dominating conversations across the political spectrum in 2013. And yet, they also irritated many people as well. Jones was too loud, too visible, too idealist; Brand too extravagant, too camp, and too prone to the use of sexist epithets. Though the right’s distaste for their politics was to be expected, it was the left’s cynicism that disappointed Fisher the most. The two men were soon caught up in an internal battle taking place on the left – a battle between the centrist establishment, which had lorded over the Labour Party for two decades, and post-Occupy “neo-anarchists”, who had witnessed the emergence of a newly emboldened undercommons around the financial crash of 2008, but who also rejected the corrupting potential of any political or cultural influence whatsoever.
It is worth shining further light on this context. Though it reached a tipping point in 2013, Fisher had consistently attempted to intervene in this postmodern stalemate. His first book, Capitalist Realism, had been an implicit attack on Tony Blair’s Labour Party, which he denounced for producing a politically apathetic generation defined by its “reflexive impotence”. Describing the apathy of his own students, Fisher writes: “They know things are bad, but more than that, they know they can’t do anything about it. But that ‘knowledge’, that reflexivity, is not a passive observation of an already existing state of affairs. It is a self-fulfilling prophecy.”[4] By 2013, the impact of this impotence was clear. It was not only endemic among the young but the majority of commentators who represented the left online as well.
Socialist Sell-Outs
Following Jeremy Corbyn’s rise to public prominence as leader of the Labour Party in 2015, there is now vocal grassroots opposition to the UK’s centrist orthodoxy. Just two years earlier, however, many openly mocked the idea of a left-wing party ever functioning as a parliamentary opposition, never mind forming a government. With few politicians to direct their ire at, most ridiculed commentators like Owen Jones instead. “I was 14 when I got my head round how fantastically far removed my tribal anger and knee-jerk leftism were from ordinary British voters”, wrote Labour Party affiliate Luke Akehurst in a 2013 article dedicated to trashing Jones. “Although out of his teens”, Akehurst suggests “it’s not too late for Owen to come to his senses.”[5]
What irritated Fisher more than the likes of Akehurst was the absence of any mainstream opposition to this derision from those much further left of centre. Echoing the handwringing of 1990s rock’n’roll fans, who mistakenly saw any contact between counter-cultural politics and pop-cultural success as “selling out”, the public prominence of Jones and Brand was seen as somehow antithetical to their political aims. Natasha Lennard, for instance, in an influential essay for Salon, argued that, whilst Brand’s politics were very agreeable, he was nonetheless complicit in a broader capitalist machine. We should be sceptical, she writes, of those moments “when radical or militant ideas or images enter the popular imaginary under capitalism.”[6]
It is ironic, of course, for a professional writer to criticise someone making political points for money. Lennard was aware of this. “Brand is navigating the well-worn conflict facing those with a public platform in the current epoch (myself among them)”, she writes. But this “well-worn conflict” was entirely of the left’s own making. Paralyzed by its own contradictions, many commentators insisted that the only choices available were doing nothing or actively engaging in self-harm. Lennard recommends the latter. “We have to be willing to obliterate our own elevated platforms, our own spaces of celebrity”, she insists.[7]
Antonio Gramsci was no doubt spinning in his grave. Capitalism’s cultural hegemony had no effective opposition whatsoever. Rather than constituting a new militancy, this attitude was nothing more than a mutation of the “reflexive impotence” Fisher had witnessed in the classroom in 2009.
This is not to suggest that Lennard’s warnings should go unheeded, of course. Capitalism is certainly capable of appropriating radical politics for its own aims, and certain radical political strategies can also function as a welcome mat for capitalism’s own emergent tendencies. We can never fully predict how our own politics will be used against us, but we will be waiting for an eternity if we insist on cultural abstinence until a political imagination emerges that is not produced “under capitalism”.
It was this abstinence, more than anything, that Fisher hoped to argue against. “Purism shades into fatalism”, he writes. The left’s denial of their own cultural influence was just another self-fulfilling prophecy. Brand may not have been the spokesperson many wanted, but there were few other options to choose from, precisely because the left had sworn itself off cultural representation altogether. As Fisher writes, the left mistakenly believed that it was “better not to be in any way tainted by the corruption of the mainstream, better to uselessly ‘resist’ than to risk getting your hands dirty.”[8] On the contrary, there is no outside to capitalist hegemony. The only way out is through.
Popular Modernism
If the only way out is through, who should lead the way? Contra Lennard, no one was calling on Brand to start a new vanguard party of celebrity revolutionaries to drag us out of our impotency – least of all Brand himself. The entire premise of “Messiah Complex”, the stand-up show Brand was touring at that time, was that things must be bad if it is up to someone like him to raise awareness of progressive issues. But Brand also recognised that his platform allowed him to contribute something genuinely valuable and currently missing from mainstream culture. He was able to raise his audience’s political consciousness and insist, with great passion, that another world is possible.
This was the power of “popular modernism” – Fisher’s term for the productive intersection between popular culture and the avant-garde that had defined his post-punk youth.[9] In the twenty-first century, these two modes of cultural production had been cleaved apart. Not only that, culture and politics were denied any meaningful relationship whatsoever. This, too, is evidenced by Lennard’s article. Commenting on the inherent anti-feminism of Brand’s prominence, she suggests – with tongue in cheek – that if leftists in the US are so excited about British comedians talking politics, they might as well “reinstate a monarchy with Brand as sovereign, Kanye [West] as chief advisor”.[10]
Lennard’s use of Kanye West as a punchline further illustrates the problem at hand. Ever the divisive figure, in 2013 West released his most politically charged album to date, Yeezus, which featured tracks like “New Slaves” and “Blood on the Leaves” that furiously engaged with the paradoxical relationship between black liberation and black aspiration under capitalism. Though much of this work was arguably undone by his uncritical support for Donald Trump, from his declaration that “George Bush doesn’t care about black people” in 2005 to his spectacular homage to UK grime at the 2015 Brit Awards, West arguably did more to raise black political consciousness in mainstream culture than any other artist that decade.[11]
Kanye’s mutation into an unstable pariah in more recent years is arguably symptomatic of the frame his work was forcibly encased within. His attempts to run for the US presidency, whilst equally laughable and horrifying to many, are clearly the result of our false equivalence between politicised voices and politicians. The truth, of course, is that the two are not mutually exclusive – not everyone who cares about politics needs to make it their career. Nevertheless, thanks to neoliberalism’s compartmentalisation of political voices and their affects, cultural and political representatives were paradoxically held apart from those spaces were culture and politics take place.
Fisher sought to undo this separation in all of his writings, emphasising the extent to which our cultural malaise feeds into our political apathy. He argued repeatedly that the role of culture in politics is to help people engage more effectively in what Raymond Williams called our “structures of feeling”. Williams argued that contemporary culture often provides an outlet for political feelings that are inchoate and unarticulated. These feelings may speak to experiences that are contrary to received articulations of political affect (e.g. capitalist realism) and, as such, are able to generate new ways of thinking in the present. The cynicism applied to Brand and Jones, as well as the likes of Kanye West, from both the left and the right, undermined this role, which Fisher noticed had atrophied since his youth.[12]
A year after “Exiting the Vampire Castle” was published, with attitudes like Lennard’s firmly in his sights, Fisher returned to this point explicitly. Discussing the “sound affects” of Paul Weller and The Jam, he writes:
One of the problems with many of the horizontalist models of political action is that they assume that we already know what we think and feel, and we are simply prevented from expressing ourselves by oppressive power structures. Yet mass mediated art [in the Seventies and Eighties] could name and focus feelings that were not only suppressed – by ‘internal’ as well as external censoring agencies – but which were inchoate, unformed, virtual. Mass mediation transformed, not merely ‘represented’ these affects; after they were named and brought into focus, the feelings ‘themselves’ were experienced differently.[13]
The Vampire Castle, then, does not resist power but feeling. It does more to smother the emergence of new movements than it does to create them. Though it might feel good to denounce the mainstream and its prominent voices, all the left had developed as an unsightly addiction to its own auto-erotic asphyxiation.
Fangs For Nothing
Though it gained a certain “cult” status online, the general response to Fisher’s essay was poor. The feelings he sought to articulate did not crystallise in that moment. Instead, the point he hoped to make was overshadowed by both his polemic (and, therefore, apparently hypocritical) tone, and the fact that he had backed the wrong horse. (For many, his defence of Brand, in particular, was bizarre.) For the few who heard them, however, his questions were deeply resonant with the present moment. Fisher implicitly asked, why do we desire individual perfection over collective potential? Why do we expend more energy attacking individuals than building solidarity around them – not so that they might become new “masters” or “gods”, as Lennard feared, but as examples of emerging spokespeople for the sort of new and radical future that had been denied us for decades?
Fisher had long been opposed to such self-defeating cynicism, especially within academia. On his k-punk blog, he once wrote scathingly of academia’s “Grey Vampires”, for instance – people who “don’t feed on energy directly, they feed on obstructing projects”.[14] By 2013, he had seemingly had enough of their growing presence online as well. Whereas party political meetings and activist events remained, in his experience, exuberant and joyful occasions, social media instead amplified our worst communicative impulses. It was a space that algorithmically encouraged quick-fire outrage and cynicism, dismantling a sense of comradery and solidarity that was already in short supply.
These were not the complaints of a man who misunderstood the unwritten rules of communicative technologies in a new era. In fact, Fisher’s observations were prescient. We now take for granted the fact that social media platforms – particularly Facebook – are algorithmically predisposed to exacerbate and encourage political polarisation. Fisher, and others within the blogosphere, saw that world coming.[15] They understood that pessimistic clickbait was far more complicit in capitalism’s networks of disenfranchisement than the rabble-rousing affirmations of Brand and Jones.
This, in itself, constituted a change of heart for Fisher. He had previously championed the potentials of cyberspace and blog theory as the digital continuation of a counter-cultural DIY sensibility. Since his time in the Cybernetic Culture Research Unit (Ccru)[16] – of which he was a part whilst studying at the University of Warwick in the late 1990s – the internet had always been a liminal space for the proliferation of popular modernisms, distinctly other to that original Vampire Castle: the academic philosophy department.
Stalking the corridors and lecture halls of the neoliberal university, hiding their true intentions beneath a thin veil of academic conviviality, Grey Vampires “are profoundly suspicious of commitments and projects”, Fisher writes. They engage with others in a manner that will no doubt be familiar to anyone who has ever set foot in a graduate seminar: “all they want is a few clarifications, as if they are just on the brink of being persuaded, when in fact the real aim is to lure you into the swamp of skeptical inertia and mild depression in which they languish.”[17]
Whereas the Internet had once been a refuge from this sort of depressive anti-production, it had since become infected with this vampirism as well. On Twitter especially, the Grey Vampire was increasingly common, and naturally suited to such an environment, already well-populated by its close relative, the “troll”.
In laying out this online taxonomy, Fisher was not taking the moral high ground. He was describing a set of tendencies that we are all prone to. Vampirism, after all, is infectious. If you’re bitten enough times, you discover the strange pleasure in biting back. As Fisher continues: “Part of the reason I can’t hack it as an academic is that, in a university environment, I invariably find myself pincered between the troll and Grey Vampire positions.”[18] That Fisher had come to feel the same way about social media was, for him, a great shame. What was once an outcrop of experimentation and new cultural potentials had been, like every other outlet available to us, co-opted and assimilated into a new system of control. This was confirmed by the average Twitter vampire’s mirroring of various capitalist dynamics.
“Capital… Vampire-Like…”
In his symptomatology of the social media condition, Fisher lists those tendencies most exemplary of online vampires, including drives to “individualise and privatise everything”; “make thought and action appear very, very difficult”; “propagate as much guilt as you can”; “essentialise”.[19] Although many saw his descriptions of the Vampire Castle as doing exactly what he was trying to criticise, these dynamics were not individual for Fisher. They were instead a reflection of dominant tendencies at work in the system at large. After all, this isn’t just how people act online, it is, as Karl Marx famously argued, how capitalism operates everywhere.[20]
This point has been lost on many readers in recent years, who have seized upon Fisher’s essay as an early shot fired during the antebellum of the so-called “Culture Wars”. As such, Fisher has been mistaken for an early critic of “identity politics” and “cancel culture”. But Fisher was not concerned about the mass criticism of certain obnoxious and reactionary voices online, whose views are over-amplified in a world that is trying to move on from certain stagnant and outmoded twentieth-century values. He was instead concerned about the left’s interest in disparaging those within its own ranks over building any kind of common project. The point bears repeating: this was not because Fisher despaired from a superior position. He knew how infectious these habits could be.
In 2014, Fisher published “Good For Nothing”, an essay that attacks these capitalist tendencies from another angle. One of his most personal essays on depression, Fisher turns from Twitter miserabilism to the default disparagement internal (and integral) to capitalist subjectivity. “Depression is partly constituted by a sneering ‘inner’ voice”, he writes. “Of course, this voice isn’t an ‘inner’ voice at all – it is the internalised expression of actual social forces, some of which have a vested interest in denying any connection between depression and politics.”[21] Swapping “depression” for “leftist negativity”, this is the same point made in “Exiting the Vampire Castle”. Both essays are analyses of how capitalism’s co-option of social technologies encourages certain desires whilst blocking others. What Fisher called “neo-anarchy” was not a response to capitalism, in this sense, but a symptom of its consciousness-deflation. Cybernetic decentralisation, once a utopian alternative to state control, was now used more effectively by state-capitalism itself to undermine solidarity around the world. Twitter’s default cynical mode, therefore, was not just an issue of social etiquette but of political agency.
In this context, Fisher’s polemics can be seen as an attempt to diagnose a new strain of leftist melancholy, which was manifest as impotent negativity online. This melancholy was by no means a new problem for the left. Wendy Brown – a great influence on Fisher – notes that Walter Benjamin was the first to diagnose this condition that so badly afflicted “the revolutionary hack” who internalises the failures of the past and transforms them into a political pathology. Benjamin’s diagnosis, she writes, represents “a refusal to come to terms with the particular character of the present”. But more than this, it also betrays “a certain narcissism”, as demonstrated in two distinct ways by both Akehurst and Lennard, “with regard to one’s past political attachments and identity that exceeds any contemporary investment in political mobilization, alliance, or transformation.”[22] Just as the capitalist establishment insists that communism does not work – it has been tried and must never be tried again – the melancholic leftist resists praxis and structural analysis of any kind. What Fisher called “capitalist realism” – the belief that there is no viable alternative to capitalist hegemony – leads to the erosion of not just class consciousness but any historical-materialist understanding of the social media age whatsoever.
Such an analysis nonetheless remains essential. “Technology reveals the active relation of man to nature, the direct process of the production of his life,” Marx argued, “and thereby it also lays bare the process of the production of the social relations of his life, and of the mental conceptions that flow from those relations.”[23] If we are to retain such an understanding of our relationship to technology in the present, our politics must include a critique of social media and the ways it both exacerbates individualism and undermines collective action. But this does not mean abstaining from those networks. We must intervene in them with cunning and vigilance, even fury, as Fisher did repeatedly.
Collective Reflections
The essays collected in the present volume – and, indeed, its two predecessors – trace the development of Fisher’s thought in this regard. Viewed in isolation, however, this collection may suggest that Fisher took a break from writing after the publication of “Exiting the Vampire Castle” and “Good For Nothing”. On the contrary, this was far from the end of Fisher’s engagement with popular leftism. He recognised that his fierce critique had backfired. It was rejected by those it concerned, and used as another stick for the right to beat the left with. Because of this, the essay continues to split opinion to this day. But Fisher was smart enough to move on from it. Essays such as “No Romance Without Finance”, “Abandon Hope (Summer is Coming)” and “Democracy is Joy”[24] – all written in 2015 – further clarify the affirmative nature of Fisher’s later thought, during which time he swapped Twitter arguments for grassroots organising. Elsewhere, he continued to interrogate the negative influence of social media on our lives[25] as well as the potentials still waiting to be actualised in cyberspace.[26] These are the essays that continue the far more positive project Fisher described in “Good For Nothing”, which concludes with a series of potential focus points for contemporary politics. “Inventing new forms of political involvement, reviving institutions that have become decadent, converting privatised disaffection into politicised anger” – these are just some of the areas the left can focus on anew, “and when it does, who knows what is possible?”[27]
Fisher sought to answer this question in his next book, Acid Communism, the unfinished introduction to which is also included here. In this essay, we see the argument of “Exiting the Vampire Castle” inverted, with Fisher focusing more on the left’s collective desires over its individualising critiques. However, with Fisher better known for his polemics, few saw the connection between the two when it was first published in English in 2018. Many were also surprised by his newly sympathetic view of hippie culture, which he had also previously denounced for its reflexive impotence.[28]
Contextualised alongside a decade’s worth of prior reflections, Fisher’s argument for an acid communism is nonetheless familiar. “Instead of seeking to overcome capital,” he suggests that we “focus on what capital must always obstruct: the collective capacity to produce, care and enjoy.”[29] Though this suggestion may resonate with “Exiting the Vampire Castle” and “Good For Nothing” most explicitly, such an argument was not new for Fisher. In fact, encouraging this collective capacity to produce, care and enjoy was the very purpose of his k-punk blog.
In the 2004 blogpost, “Spinoza, K-Punk, Neuropunk”, for example, which is also included in this collection, Fisher warns that there is no guarantee new technologies will free us from capitalist enslavement. If there is any radicality innate to our machines, it is their potential to distance us from our all-too-human habits. The greatness of the blogosphere, for instance, lay in its capacity to sustain “a depersonalising, desubjectifying network” that was able to produce “joyful encounters … in which mammal-reptilian conflict defaults are disabled.”[30] Written years before the ascendency of social media, Fisher’s optimism might seem misplaced today, when such platforms are used predominantly to exacerbate the ugliest of human habits. But Fisher was aware that an active reasoning was necessary if we were to use our machines correctly, interrupting the human organism already “set up to produce misery”. With this in mind, the present collection includes a number of Fisher’s interventions online in the late 2000s, from the founding of the Dissensus forum to the closing of the k-punk comments section. Though strange documents, at least when removed from their original context, they demonstrate how Fisher’s acid communism was not a new politics for him but a new articulation of a lifetime’s worth of cultural intervention and criticism.
Despite popular speculation, no more material from Fisher’s next book exists. We do not have the full picture of his thought at this time – and perhaps never will – but there remains an Acid Communism to be constructed. It is his Sagrada Família, combining counter-intuitive perspectives and traditions to produce a new vision that was sadly left incomplete in his own lifetime. K-Punk Vol. 3 nonetheless provides us with its essential foundation, encouraging us to continue building this project, and there remains much work to do.
As we embark on such a task, we should bear in mind Raymond Williams’ concept of the “structure of feeling”. Our feelings are complex, ever shifting, sometimes contradictory, and increasingly polarised. But the strength of feeling on display in the present suggests a forceful politics to come. Acid Communism was to be a psychedelic programme that hoped to manifest such feelings through a materialist politics, all whilst undermining leftist melancholy, thwarting vampires, and building movements. This was a task Fisher embarked on with the help of Baruch de Spinoza, whom he had first read at the University of Warwick in the late 1990s. Writing of capitalism’s impact on human subjectivity in 2004, he writes: “When an entity starts to act against its own best interests, to destroy itself – as, sadly, Spinoza observes, humans are wont to do – it has been taken over by external forces. To be free and happy entails exorcising these invaders and acting in accordance with reason.”[31] These invaders are not always explicitly capitalist in nature; melancholy, in particular, is an affect capitalism produces and sets apart from itself. To address this disparity required a new orientation towards the future, as well as a better appreciation of the past. As such, Fisher called for manifesting not just our future feelings but the very ghosts of our lives.
Acid Exorcisms
In a recent interview with Jacobin magazine, the documentary filmmaker Adam Curtis commented on his friendship with Fisher. They “used to meet regularly in a café by Liverpool Street station [in London] and have long conversations”, he says, about the ghosts of twentieth-century politics and culture that continually haunt us in the present. This “hauntological” mode is synonymous today with Fisher’s most melancholic writings regarding the slow cancellation of the future. But, as Curtis notes, what fascinated them both was “this idea that you could force the ghosts out of people’s heads to produce a new kind of society”.[32] Hauntology was, in this sense, a kind of inverted psychedelia; there has long been a dichotomy between remembering and hallucinating. Much like his disaffection with academia and social media, Fisher too often found himself pincered between his hauntological and psychedelic modes. The point, however, was to synthesise the two, breaking the inverse dialectic of modernity, and not letting either side win out. Such was Fisher’s task – difficult and easier said than done. But, as Fisher himself declared, once we understand these impulses, and their active potentials over their passive affects, “who knows what is possible?”
[2] See: Owen Jones, Chavs: The Demonisation of the Working Class. London: Verso Books, 2011. Jones’ book attacked the pop-cultural ubiquity of the word “chav”, denoting a stereotypical working-class person who lives on social welfare and loves Burberry baseball caps and petty theft. In schools up and down the country, to call someone a “chav” was arguably the most popular insult in the average teenager’s vocabulary, second only to being “gay”. In the 2000s, casual homophobia and classism were equally rife. Jones’ book single-handedly triggered a moment of reckoning across the nation, uncovering the origins of this strange word not just culturally but politically. The ubiquity of the word “chav” in our national lexicon, he argued, was the diffuse result of decades of class-consciousness deflation and attacks on the poor, encouraged by the political establishment. Within just a few years, its usage became as unfashionable as the stereotype it was beholden to.
[3] See: “Paxman vs Russell Brand – full interview – BBC Newnight”, YouTube, 23 October 2013: <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YR4CseY9pk> Like Jones, Russell Brand complicated the stereotype of the average working-class man. Open about struggles with addiction and a poor upbringing, his nonetheless effervescent Dandy vocabulary and charming style of argumentation flummoxed people from all backgrounds, but particularly an established media class. His infamous 2013 interview with Jeremy Paxman on the BBC’s flagship current affairs programme Newsnight remains a case in point. Brand comes across as articulate, engaged and eloquent, unlike Paxman, who is otherwise famous for his stoic intelligence but who is here reduced to a closed-minded has-been of a dying political order. Many in the press nonetheless dismissed Brand’s argument for revolution as over-excitable and incoherent, but he spoke for a section of the left that had lost its mainstream voice, and which remained unrepresented in government until the Corbyn era. It was for this reason that Fisher and others admired him.
[4] Mark Fisher, Capitalist Realism: Is There No Alternative. Winchester: Zer0 Books, 2009, 21.
[8] Mark Fisher, “Exiting the Vampire Castle”, in K-Punk: The Collected and Unpublished Writings of Mark Fisher (2004-2016). London: Repeater Books, 2018, 743.
[10] Lennard, “I Don’t Stand with Russell Brand, and Neither Should You”.
[11] During the inaugural Mark Fisher memorial lecture at Goldsmiths, University of London, in 2018, Kodwo Eshun mentioned that he and Fisher had a long-standing interest in Kanye’s public profile and its political impact, hoping to one day edit a collection of essays together called Kanye Theory. See: Department of Visual Cultures, Goldsmiths, “Kodwo Eshun: Mark Fisher Memorial Lecture”, YouTube, 6 February 2018: <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufznupiVCLs>
[12] See: Mark Fisher, Ghosts of My Life: Writings on Depression, Hauntology and Lost Futures. London: Zer0 Books, 2014.
[13] Mark Fisher, “Going Overground: The Jam between Populism and Popular Modernism”, Post Punk Then and Now, eds. Gavin Butt, Kodwo Eshun and Mark Fisher. London: Repeater Books, 2016, 100.
[15] On this point, Fisher was inspired by Jodi Dean and her theorising of twenty-first century “communicative capitalism”. See: Jodi Dean, Blog Theory: Feedback and Capture in the Circuits of Drive. Cambridge: Polity Press, 2010.
[19] Fisher, “Exiting the Vampire Castle” in K-Punk, 741-742.
[20] “Capital is dead labour, which, vampire-like, lives only by sucking living labour, and lives the more, the more labour it sucks.” See: Karl Marx, Capital: A Critique of Political Economy, Vol. 1, trans. Ben Fowkes. London: Penguin Classics, 1990, 342.
[21] Mark Fisher, “Good for Nothing” in K-Punk, 747.
[24] All three essays are found in K-Punk: The Collected and Unpublished Writings of Mark Fisher (2004-2016).
[25] Mark Fisher, “Touchscreen Capture”, Noon 6: An Annual Journal of Visual Culture and Contemporary Art. Gwangju, South Korea: Gwangju Biennale Foundation, 2016, 12-24.
[26] Mark Fisher, “Digital Psychedelia: The Otolith Group’s Anathema”, Death and Life of Fiction: Modern Monsters: Taipei Biennial 2012 Journal. Taipei City: Taipei Fine Arts Museum, 2014, 160-166.
[28] For Fisher, “hippie was fundamentally a middle-class male phenomenon”; a kind of “hedonic infantilism.” This infantilism, he writes elsewhere, is symptomatic of a kind of capitalistic Oedipus complex; a “consequence of the infant’s belief in the Father’s omnipotence [through which they obtain] the conviction that all suffering could be eliminated if only the Father wished it.” See: Mark Fisher, “K-punk, or the Glampunk Art Pop Discontinuum” and “What If We Had A Protest and Everyone Came” in K-Punk.
[29] Mark Fisher, “Acid Communism (Unfinished Introduction)” in K-Punk, 753.
[30] Mark Fisher, “Spinoza, K-Punk, Neuropunk” in K-Punk, 697.
Welcome back! Just a brief hangout this week. We were scheduled to discuss Gilles Deleuze’s essay “Bartleby, or, the Formula” from Essays Critical and Clinical, but we had a low turnout. Nevertheless, rather than just straight-up reschedule, we had a hang out anyway and the chat was good!
We talked about the changing state of Covid, a little bit about Bartleby and Deleuze’s interest in the outsideness of American literature, as well as Benjamin Bratton’s new book The Revenge of the Real, which I think we’ll read together soon once it is out properly and people can pick up hard copies if they so wish.
We’re not leaving Deleuze alone just yet though. We’ll take another run at this chapter next week, hopefully with a few more people available to chat about it. Until then, enjoy this nice hour of a few of us just shooting the shit.
Below is the true crime YouTube channel I’ve been binge-watching at work, which I think is genuinely interesting as a phenomenon (and as content). Still, it’s very existence just goes to show that we really do live in a society…
What a garbage month May has been. Tragedy everywhere, at home and abroad, painfully distant and painfully close.
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We lost Nine this month. Ashlé will be missed both on the timeline and the various servers she hung out in, particularly my own server, which she so generously helped me set up. I wrote a few words about her here:
I was especially struck by a post Lily wrote about Nine, which is an incredibly beautiful tribute and piece of writing in its own right.
Free Palestine
Grief at home was compounded by grief for Palestine. A lot of energy went into thinking about the horrific actions of Israel these past few weeks. I spent quite a few evening writing about and processing the latest Israeli aggressions, and the state’s attempts to smother dissent against apartheid, below:
Things didn’t really get any better by the end of the month. A man collapsed outside our house. I’m not entirely sure why I felt the need to blog about it. Maybe a way to make it real. I’m determined that, if anything like that ever happens again, the next time I don’t feel so useless. After chatting to the guy who showed up after we called 999, I was left really wanting to get proper first aid training and starting as a volunteer Community First Responder.
A few notes siphoned off the current book project. I read Madame Bovary for the first time and was quite blown away by it. Simon Reynolds, in the comments, summed up the initial feeling perfectly:
“I read Madame Bovary for the first time last year and was stunned by how modern it felt. You still get a sense of breakthrough from it, even today, long after all its innovations have been assimilated and become the everyday stuff of fiction.”
Hello! We’re back, reading the fourth and final chapter of Jodi Dean’s Blog Theory. Really enjoyed this book, for all its twists and turns, and particularly how prescient it is. Though some parts have aged, the “affective networks” discussed in this final chapter remain depressingly familiar. We primarily talked about that this week, and how affect and participation create a weird catch-22 between active and passive engagement in contemporary politics. Lockdown, in general, has made me more interested in engaging with grassroots organising once it is safer to gather together in person. I think this book has only strengthened that feeling for others.
As Dean says: “It’s easier to set up a new blog than it is to undertake the ground-level organisational work of building alternatives.” That’s certainly true, but there’s no reason why we can’t do both!
Next time we’ll be reading Deleuze’s essay “Bartleby, or, the Formula” from Essays Critical and Clinical.
Hello! Another month gone. Time is really disappearing since we hit one year of lockdown.
I’m still in book writing mode at the moment, so blog activity is slowing down a bit. An agreed September deadline sort of put the fear in me. The accelerationism book I’ve been working on over the past year is nowhere near finished, and it is already quite lengthy, so I’ve sidestepped to another project to give myself a bit of breathing room.
I’ve had a book about selfies in the back of my mind for a few years now. My undergraduate dissertation was about photography and nihilism, and I’ve been keen to scratch that itch again. I got close in writing two further essays in recent years, “Points of View” and “The Will to Deform”, so there’s already a backbone in place for it. I think finishing it by September is very doable.
Anyway, I’m telling you this because, in case you missed it, I shared a draft chapter from the book for Patreons earlier this month. Hopefully there’ll be more sneak peeks in the coming months.
For now, here’s what else got posted over the last few weeks.
Narcissus in Bloom
That’s the working title of the new book. Subtitle: “Nihilism and the Selfie”. I’ve already broken this introduction up and rewritten it extensively, but since it was relevant to the XG reading group at the time, here’s a few take on the psychoanalytic understanding of narcissism and how it’s not necessarily a sign of our own impotence — quite the opposite.
I was recently commissioned to write an introduction to K-Punk, Vol. 3, the final installment in Caja Negra’s three-part Spanish translation of Mark Fisher’s K-Punk anthology. It will be published simultaneously in Spanish (on the Caja Negra blog) and in English (right here) in June, as well as appearing in the book itself.
Ahead of time, I thought it’d be nice to share it with you Patreons early. This one is available only over on Patreon and not here on the blog since it will end up here eventually anyway. Enjoy!
The old racist died and England lost its collective marbles. I wrote an essay about his environmental politics and how they’re weirdly relevant to the royal family’s own continued existence. A follow-up post considered how, even though the man is dead, his tactics for manufacturing consent were clearly on display at the funeral, as an imagine of a lonely queen supposedly defined our pandemic. I think not… I hope not…
A big, long overshare that generated a really wonderful response. I sought of exhausted everything I had to say in that post, and I’ve found it difficult to talk about since. Maybe there’ll be more on this in future.
The backlog of “Winter Walks” posts was finished, and then I went and bought a new camera. With a book on photography in tow, I think there’s a lot more photo posting on the horizon. There are a few essays on photography thrown in here too, for good measure.
We’ve been reading Jodi Dean’s Blog Theory in the XG reading group these past few weeks. There’s two extra posts thrown in here — one related, one divergent — both inspired by our reading. (I’ve really enjoyed this book, despite it calling into question everything I hold dear?!)
I gave a guest lecture as part of the CTRL Network’s Postcapitalist Desire reading group earlier this month. It was a chance to share some of my research for the forthcoming accelerationism book… Just as I put it on hold… If you missed it, the video will be going live soon, I think. For now, a preliminary note on it that I posted ahead of time.
The last public talk I’ll probably do for the foreseeable, as I retreat into book mode: I’m speaking at the rA/Upture_2 conference, part of the OFF-Biennálé in Budapest on 8th May.