Sunday, February 27, 2011

Bugsy (1991)



Bugsy Siegel is a fascinating character, and Warren Beatty did an incredible job of portraying him, especially for a gentile. Annette Bening is amazing as his love interest, and she is even more cruel and insane than he is.

What a bizarre episode in American history. Jewish gangsters, exiled to LA by anti-semitism, build Las Vegas. I think the reason Jews finally made it out of the ghetto is because they are brilliant at understanding the secret desires of white people. Secret, often shameful desires: money, sex, power, fame...just look at Al Goldstein or Howard Stern. Like Siegel, they realize that people will do anything to satisfy their guilty pleasures. And the creation of institutions or monuments to filth and excess creates, in turn, demand for such things.

Here's a beautiful, hilarious snippet from Wikipedia:

Siegel lost patience with the rising costs [of building the Flamingo Hotel], and his notorious outbursts unnerved his construction foreman. Reputedly, Siegel told him, "Don't worry — we only kill each other."

Monday, February 21, 2011

Remnants of Auschwitz

"...the specific ethical aporia of Auschwitz: it is the site in which it is not decent to remain decent, in which those who believed themselves to preserve their dignity and self-respect experience shame with respect to those who did not"

"perhaps never before Auschwitz was the shipwreck of dignity in the face of an extreme figure of the human and the uselessness of self-respect before absolute degradation so effectively described"

"...Auschwitz marks the end and ruin of every ethics of dignity and conformity to a norm. The bare life to which human beings were reduced neither demands nor conforms to anything. It is itself is the only norm; it is absolutely immanent"

"...what defines the camp is not simply the negation of life... neither death nor the number of victims in any way exhausts the camp's horror...the dignity offended in the camp is not that of life but rather of death"

"In Auschwitz, people did not die; rather, corpses were produced. Corpses without death, non-humans whose decease is debased into a matter of serial production"

"...the decisive function of the camps in the system of Nazi biopolitics. They are not merely the place of death and extermination; they are also, and above all, the site of the production of the Muselmann, the final biopolitical subtance to be idolated in the biological continuum. Beyond the Muselmann lies only the gas chamber"

Thursday, February 17, 2011

"I am no doubt not the only one who writes in order to have no face. Do not ask who I am and do not ask me to remain the same: leave it to our bureaucrats and our police to see that our papers are in order. At least spare us their morality when we write" - Foucault, Archaeology of Knowledge

Monday, February 14, 2011



James Baldwin wrote that the idea of happiness, in the American experience, is a post-war, tragic illusion. The pursuit of happiness, a small phrase which has been turned into a hegemonic ideal, is, for him, the pursuit of a life without pain, without discord, distinguished only by the steady accumulation of wealth.

Joy, however, is a very real thing, an effervescent eruption that can occur in the most apocalyptic of circumstances. The young men in the video come from one of the most violent parts of the United States. Dancing on the corner where their friend was shot to death, one is wearing the suit he wore to the funeral. They've just witnessed, once more, one of the most glaring contradictions of the American dream, one of the greatest failures of capitalism. But the most sinister question on their minds, the question which they try to ignore, is does capitalism rely, for its smooth operation, on the murder of their friends?

Privatization, globalization, neoliberalism, late capitalism: all of these processes operate by means of what Bataille called the restricted economy. The restricted economy restricts flows of capital even as it persistently expands flows of people and resources. It agglomerates by mobilizing mechanisms of deprivation: there is no privation without deprivation. These images were taken in one of the most deprived places in the First World, because East Oakland has suffered not only from a paranoid white flight but also from a recent black flight, so that those left behind are only those who are forced to stay.

There is no happiness in East Oakland. It would be stupid to call its inhabits 'happy,' on the whole. But there is a joy which bubbles and boils over in moments of art such as these and in its vibrant musical sensibility.
Nietzsche wants a therapeutic thinking. A truly alien idea to our world of Ritalin and self-medication. A developed country with developed illnesses. Nietzsche says that thought itself is therapy, and an irreplaceable one, because one of the most insidious illnesses is the illness of ressentiment. The illness of the sheep who decides that the bird of prey is evil, that the bird of prey eats the sheep out of malice, and begins to say it is unjust that the bird of prey eats the sheep.

Ressentiment - the re-sentiment, the apparation of a sentiment when it is no longer needed. The compulsion to repeat, and a simultaneous inability to cope with repetition. The shock at the return of the sentiment, a shock which repeats itself.

Bataille, in the next century, thought that the thinking of waste might be the most therapeutic thinking. But therapeutic might not be the right word any longer, embroiled as it is in the politics of risk-management (Cf. the films of Adam Curtis). The thinking of waste brings life about, allows for life and virility to bloom in the way Nietzsche argued for. It is the ressentiment of this blooming that, in Altizer, makes the Christian church Satanic: the church has turned in on itself, or turned against the teachings of Jesus, in trying to prevent life from flowering, in trying to shut down effervescence through self-punishment. The church does this for profit.

So the thinking of waste is at once against the church and against the state, although it is not necessarily atheistic. It asks what it could mean to believe after the death of God. To be religious without the church.

The thinking of waste can release us from ressentiment. In a state of peace, there is no more common crime than spousal abuse. A man feels as if his attention, and his affection, toward his beloved has been a waste. She, let's say she's a woman, does not merit his affections, because these affections do not appreciate into currency. This currency is whatever the man has been seeking, and the woman may be unable to give it, or the man may be unable to accept it. It could be that she gives it freely, and he does not recognize its worth, or it could be that she cannot give it. If he does not recognize its worth he does not recognize her, nor does he recognize the relational character of their relationship.

The relational lives in the excessive. That is to say, there is no relationship--between peoples, between nations, between organisms--without the unnecessary or accidental exchange. This encompasses the gift and the tragedy at once. You hear about the natives, the 'savages,' giving gifts to the Europeans, and you hear about the Europeans trading with the natives to receive more. This is the difference between a relationship and a conquest: giving and trading. Relation and extraction, exuberance and privation.

Men are told that women are to be conquered. But part of us knows that if we approach them in this way that it will end up like colonialism ends up. We must reject the logic of equal exchange, even as we accept the logic of equal rights with women. If women are our equals, that still does not mean that a relationship will consist of even, rational transactions. It cannot. If I give a woman something: a compliment, a favor, a gift, and my intention is, directly, to get something from her, to acquire her sex, I'm sabotaging myself, because the sex is deprived of its value. It is deprived of value as it is assigned a value: the price of a bouquet of flowers, the price of a thoughtful compliment. For if this banality is its value it is inadequate: rationally, I ought to find another woman who will not sleep with me until I buy her a Prada bag. And then she, again, is inferior to the woman who will not sleep with me until I buy her a Rolls Royce. And so on...

This logic of banal escalation is a motor of capitalism. The reduction of men to objects of money is just as integral to its functioning as the reduction of women to body parts on billboards, although it reduces them to utility just as easily.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

I'm not ENTIRELY Comfortable with being human

First Violence: July 30th 1987--I didn't ask to be born.
Second Violence: Happy Birthday--was I born in a year, on a day, at a moment?
Third Violence(s): "Celebrating Birthdays is trite." ('Happy Birthday!')--"you're welcome"!