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Despite the great toilet paper famine people are producing political texts about the pandemic and its consequences. A thread for texts and links.
Here's a short piece by Santiago López Petit. Published last week first in Catalan, then in Spanish. Someone at autonomies.org had a go at an English translation. I've taken that one and given it a bit of a seeing to.
Here's a short piece by Santiago López Petit. Published last week first in Catalan, then in Spanish. Someone at autonomies.org had a go at an English translation. I've taken that one and given it a bit of a seeing to.
Coronavirus as a declaration of war
In the morning I conscientiously wash my hands, then I can forget the eyes gouged out by the police in Chile, France or Iraq. Before I eat, using a good disinfectant, I wash my hands so I can forget the migrants crowded onto Lesbos. And at night I wash my hands again, to forget that in Yemen, every ten minutes, a child dies from bombs and hunger. Then I can fall asleep. The thing is, I don’t remember why I wash my hands so often, or when I started doing it. Radio and television insist that it is a measure of self-protection. Protecting myself, I protect others. The silence of the deserted street enters by the window. Everything that seemed impossible and unimaginable is happening right now: schools closed, a ban on leaving home without a justifiable reason, entire countries isolated. Everyday life has been blown to pieces and all that is left is a period of waiting. It was nice last night to hear the applause that people gave health workers from their balconies.
We remain locked inside a gigantic fiction with the objective of saving our lives. It is called a total mobilisation and, paradoxically, its extreme form is confinement. “The greatest contribution we can make is this: do not meet others, do not provoke chaos,” said an important leader of the Chinese Communist Party. And yesterday a mosso [Catalan regional police officer] who was guarding Igualada added: “Remember, if you enter the city, you can never leave again”, while remarking to his colleague: “Fear achieves what nobody else can.” But people die, right? Yes, of course. Nonetheless, the current naturalisation of death cancels out critical thinking. Some delusional individuals even believe in the “we” that is invoked by the very power which declares the state of emergency: “We will stop this virus together.” Only those who urgently need money go to work and are exposed to it on the metro.
Each society has its own diseases, and those diseases express the truth about that society. The interrelationship between capitalist agribusiness and the etiology of recent epidemics is all too well known: runaway capitalism produces the virus that it later reuses to control us. The side effects (depoliticisation, restructuring, layoffs, deaths, etc.) are essential to impose a normalised state of emergency. Capitalism is murderous, and that statement is not the product of any conspiracy theory. It is simply the logic of its functioning. Police drones and controls on the streets. The militarised language is reminiscent of counterinsurgency manuals: “In modern warfare, the enemy is difficult to define. The boundary between friends and enemies is located at the very heart of the nation, within the same city, and sometimes within the same family ” (Colombian Army Manual, Bogotá, 1963). Remember: the best vaccine is yourself. There is nothing strange about this resemblance, since total mobilization is above all a war, and the best possible war—because it remains invisible—is that which is fought in the name of life. Behold the deceit.
If the mobilisation is deployed as a war against the population, it is because its only objective is to save the algorithm of life, something, of course, that has nothing to do with our personal and irreducible lives, which matter very little. The “invisible hand” of the market set everything in its place: it assigned resources, it determined prices and benefits. It humiliated. Now it is Life, but Life understood as an algorithm, comprised of ordered sequences of logical steps, responsible for organizing society. The skills necessary to work, to learn, and to be a good citizen have been unified. This is the real confinement in which we are held. We are terminals of the algorithm of Life that organises the world. This confinement makes feasible the Great Confinement of populations that are already taking place in China, Italy, etc. and which, little by little, will become common practice due to their uncontrollable nature. Government is renationalized and political decision-making returns to the spotlight. Neoliberalism shamelessly puts on the apparel of the warfare state. Capital is afraid. Uncertainty and insecurity challenge the very need for the state. Dark and paroxysmal life, incalculable in its ambivalence, escapes the algorithm.
Santiago López Petit
In the morning I conscientiously wash my hands, then I can forget the eyes gouged out by the police in Chile, France or Iraq. Before I eat, using a good disinfectant, I wash my hands so I can forget the migrants crowded onto Lesbos. And at night I wash my hands again, to forget that in Yemen, every ten minutes, a child dies from bombs and hunger. Then I can fall asleep. The thing is, I don’t remember why I wash my hands so often, or when I started doing it. Radio and television insist that it is a measure of self-protection. Protecting myself, I protect others. The silence of the deserted street enters by the window. Everything that seemed impossible and unimaginable is happening right now: schools closed, a ban on leaving home without a justifiable reason, entire countries isolated. Everyday life has been blown to pieces and all that is left is a period of waiting. It was nice last night to hear the applause that people gave health workers from their balconies.
We remain locked inside a gigantic fiction with the objective of saving our lives. It is called a total mobilisation and, paradoxically, its extreme form is confinement. “The greatest contribution we can make is this: do not meet others, do not provoke chaos,” said an important leader of the Chinese Communist Party. And yesterday a mosso [Catalan regional police officer] who was guarding Igualada added: “Remember, if you enter the city, you can never leave again”, while remarking to his colleague: “Fear achieves what nobody else can.” But people die, right? Yes, of course. Nonetheless, the current naturalisation of death cancels out critical thinking. Some delusional individuals even believe in the “we” that is invoked by the very power which declares the state of emergency: “We will stop this virus together.” Only those who urgently need money go to work and are exposed to it on the metro.
Each society has its own diseases, and those diseases express the truth about that society. The interrelationship between capitalist agribusiness and the etiology of recent epidemics is all too well known: runaway capitalism produces the virus that it later reuses to control us. The side effects (depoliticisation, restructuring, layoffs, deaths, etc.) are essential to impose a normalised state of emergency. Capitalism is murderous, and that statement is not the product of any conspiracy theory. It is simply the logic of its functioning. Police drones and controls on the streets. The militarised language is reminiscent of counterinsurgency manuals: “In modern warfare, the enemy is difficult to define. The boundary between friends and enemies is located at the very heart of the nation, within the same city, and sometimes within the same family ” (Colombian Army Manual, Bogotá, 1963). Remember: the best vaccine is yourself. There is nothing strange about this resemblance, since total mobilization is above all a war, and the best possible war—because it remains invisible—is that which is fought in the name of life. Behold the deceit.
If the mobilisation is deployed as a war against the population, it is because its only objective is to save the algorithm of life, something, of course, that has nothing to do with our personal and irreducible lives, which matter very little. The “invisible hand” of the market set everything in its place: it assigned resources, it determined prices and benefits. It humiliated. Now it is Life, but Life understood as an algorithm, comprised of ordered sequences of logical steps, responsible for organizing society. The skills necessary to work, to learn, and to be a good citizen have been unified. This is the real confinement in which we are held. We are terminals of the algorithm of Life that organises the world. This confinement makes feasible the Great Confinement of populations that are already taking place in China, Italy, etc. and which, little by little, will become common practice due to their uncontrollable nature. Government is renationalized and political decision-making returns to the spotlight. Neoliberalism shamelessly puts on the apparel of the warfare state. Capital is afraid. Uncertainty and insecurity challenge the very need for the state. Dark and paroxysmal life, incalculable in its ambivalence, escapes the algorithm.
Santiago López Petit