Sunday 16 October 2011

Critique yes, but not at 7.30 am and not like that...


It doesn't happen very often that I check my facebook account but sometimes I do, scrolling through the different posts and moods of the small group of friends I have. Now and then I find something interesting and think that I actually should come here more often in order to keep myself up-to-date and see what is going on in the world and the lives of my friends. But usually the actual gain of knowledge remains unsatisfactory and is being overshadowed by the frustrating feeling that I do not know or do not feel comfortable with writing something in this tiny little line which provokingly demands from me to express my mind's thoughts. I have never posted anything on Facebook. Today I almost would have done so but what I wanted to say was again too long to fit in this claustrophobic space reserved for amputated thoughts. Hence, I decided to post my comment where I have a little more space to play around, risking that no one else will read it. 
This morning, thanks to one of my friends on Facebook, I followed a link to a video-cast of Zizek's speech at the Wall Street occupation. After having been woken up by our stupid fire alarm at 7.30am on a Sunday morning my sensitive mood got even worse when listening to Zizek's contribution to the global day of protest against capitalism and the financial crisis.  I only managed to digest one third of this horrible performance which, on the one hand, was totally meaningless but on the other too meaningful to just ignore it completely – meaningful, however, not in terms of its content but in terms of its form. His statements were, likethis friend already mentioned on facebook, a composition of some of his standard anecdotes and thus quite boring. However, whereas I usually just enjoy being entertained by his characteristic temper and sarcasm this speech was just too much. It showed him playing his role as prophet of communism preaching in front of an audience which - for which reason ever - submissively repeated every single word and sentence Zizek was presenting! Seriously, I haven't seen any clip of Rick Perry's mass gatherings but I imagine they must be similar to this painful performance at the Wall Street - with one major difference: Rick Perry talks about stuff I find reactionary and stupid while Zizek and his followers pretend to perform a critique which I personally find extremely important but, as this scene just showed, at a current stage almost impossible to realize.
My sleepy mood did not immediately turn into anger. I first was actually positively surprised and found it funny how clearly this clip represented my doubts towards the current hype of Marxism and the movement against 'global greed'. I must admit that I only read about the global action day out of coincidence whilst doing my routine check of the guardian website. Like so often in such moments, when confronted with reports on anti-capitalist demonstrations, I, as a person who regards a critique of capitalism as necessary and Marx's analysis as a helpful tool, felt a kind of mixture between a bad conscience for not joining the revolution and a deep disgust against these political actions which I found, revolutionary or not, were not seeking for what I thought would be a desirable alternative. In that sense, watching Zizek's embarrassing performance and the audience's horrible reaction seemed at first like an encouraging treat for not having supported any of those mass gatherings. But after a while this feeling changed and I started to be angry with those mindless freaks who would once again turn Marx's ideas into moments of obedience and group ecstasy - and I was angry also with myself for not being able to communicate what I actually thought of this aspect of today's anti-capitalist movements. So, I decided to create this little blog in order to spread yet another message into the virtual world of free communication. I can see my tiny message remaining one of the many insignificant and isolated entries which will quickly disappear behind the tough wall or interconnected accounts and re-tweets. But, frankly, I don't care and maybe will go on at some point soon.