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Slavoj Zizek has produced an amazingly radical re-evaluation of the concept of social justice for the London Review of Books, although you wouldn’t know it from the title.

The Revolt of the Salaried Bourgeoisie!

Snore! Lots of middle-class kiddies showed up for the Arab Spring! What else is new? No job for Abdul except slinging falafel, even with his Ph.D!

That’s Arabia, baby!

And it’s only after five or six paragraphs of snooze-inducing neo-Marxist analysis (Hardt and Negri) that the world-class intellectual terrorist Zizek finally throws his bomb, and as usual he bought it from somebody else’s bomb-shop.

The evaluative procedure used to decide which workers receive a surplus wage is an arbitrary mechanism of power and ideology, with no serious link to actual competence; the surplus wage exists not for economic but for political reasons: to maintain a ‘middle class’ for the purpose of social stability. The arbitrariness of social hierarchy is not a mistake, but the whole point, with the arbitrariness of evaluation playing an analogous role to the arbitrariness of market success. Violence threatens to explode not when there is too much contingency in the social space, but when one tries to eliminate contingency.

In La Marque du sacré, Jean-Pierre Dupuy conceives hierarchy as one of four procedures (‘dispositifs symboliques’) whose function is to make the relationship of superiority non-humiliating: hierarchy itself (an externally imposed order that allows me to experience my lower social status as independent of my inherent value); demystification (the ideological procedure which demonstrates that society is not a meritocracy but the product of objective social struggles, enabling me to avoid the painful conclusion that someone else’s superiority is the result of his merit and achievements); contingency (a similar mechanism, by which we come to understand that our position on the social scale depends on a natural and social lottery; the lucky ones are those born with the right genes in rich families); and complexity (uncontrollable forces have unpredictable consequences; for instance, the invisible hand of the market may lead to my failure and my neighbour’s success, even if I work much harder and am much more intelligent).

Contrary to appearances, these mechanisms don’t contest or threaten hierarchy, but make it palatable, since ‘what triggers the turmoil of envy is the idea that the other deserves his good luck and not the opposite idea – which is the only one that can be openly expressed.’ Dupuy draws from this premise the conclusion that it is a great mistake to think that a reasonably just society which also perceives itself as just will be free of resentment: on the contrary, it is in such societies that those who occupy inferior positions will find an outlet for their hurt pride in violent outbursts of resentment.

Since I don’t pretend to write a better summary of Dupuy than Zizek, I’ll leave the reader to weave his or her way through that forest of ideas without me, and instead tease out a few reasonable assumptions underlying Zizek’s presentation.

What all those wannabe salaried kiddies in Cairo will not get is what some neo-Marxists call “surplus wages,” meaning wages above and beyond what a hard-working blue-collar worker would earn, and Americans accordingly interpret the Arab Spring as a revolt for social justice, meaning their particular paradigm of “meritocratic” payoffs for the university bourgeoisie.

Of course you deserve to make four times as much as a truck driver, Buckwheat! You went to college!

But for Zizek our self-proclaimed Jeffersonian meritocracy is just another “arbitrary social hierarchy,” now falling apart almost everywhere, from Chicago to Cairo, where the previous generation left falafel behind and began slinging paper instead, on the basis of college credentials that don’t guarantee you a high-paying job today.

“Our inherited right to sling paper for big bucks has been infringed! Down with Mubarak!”

But instead of Mohamed El Baradei and his gang of bourgeois technocrats, the Arab street has elected the Muslim Brotherhood, and now it’s back to the Middle Ages for the erstwhile Egyptian middle class.

So the question of “social justice” wasn’t really in play, except in what remains of the Western press, where the last few reporters and editors still believe in their own divine right to “surplus wages,” and project that delusional paradigm onto every social conflict anywhere.

Meanwhile the same abyss also opens beneath the American bourgeoisie, almost all of them (outside the elite 1%) ineluctably teetering over the brink. Bargain software can do the same job as an MBA! Law-clerks in Mumbai write wills for $2! Expert software outputs a more accurate diagnosis than the average doctor!

Yesterday you looked away when steel-workers were suddenly transformed into “structurally unemployable” nobodies. You don’t need no stinking unions! Welfare is for losers! Cut it down to nothing!

Now it’s your turn to fall, and if there’s any such thing as social justice, you’re about to feel it.

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze
Nausicaa
Athena with Nausicaa and attendants

Among many other
immortals at the Oscars
Athena arranges a high-concept
comb-over for Odysseus
who immediately seduces
yet another Gidget,
arrow in her eye
via
Aphrodite, iPhone
sext from your
sixth-grade
girlfriend, “I saw you
on the red carpet
and I always
knew you were
too mean to die.”
 

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze

Howler

After so many snarky suggestions from Obamabots and other “liberal” goody-goodies, I finally enrolled in anger management, and it worked out better than I ever imagined!

Now my therapist helps me pick my targets, and provides me with an iron-clad alibi after the fact.

“Mr. Freeze was in my office when the fracas occurred, so he cannot be the blood-soaked howler in those surveillance videos.”

Meanwhile the right-wing never had any trouble with anger, and aren’t they winning everywhere! They foisted the sick, twisted con-man Obama on the Democrats, and that son-of-a-bitch never stops killing!

Obama never stops killing! Drone bombers are always flying somewhere, from Afghanistan to Pakistan to Yemen to Somalia, killing women and children and who the heck knows what they kill, with their imbecile targeters peeping at video monitors 10,000 miles away! But the bodies of children just keep piling up, and there’s enough of them now to make a little mountain, like a monument to hate, while candy-ass Obamabots purse their precious PC lips and recommend “anger management” to anybody and everybody who opposes their shit-head Messiah.

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze

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Ticket, Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan

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Denaro e Bellezza

At Palazzo Strozzi in Firenze, Italia, 17 September 2011-22 January 2012: Bankers, Botticelli and the Bonfire of the Vanities, a vast exposition recounting “the birth of our modern banking system and of the economic boom that it triggered, providing a reconstruction of European life and the continent’s economy from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance,” overseen by an equally vast “scholarly committee” which includes Jacob Rothschild and Beatrice Paolozzi Strozzi, a distant offspring of the Strozzi bank that constructed the fortress/palazzo Strozzi in 1489 as a bulwark against the rival Medicis, who would have slaughtered the Strozzis in the blink of an eye, if they dwelt in a palace of twigs or straw.

“Little pigs, little pigs, let us come in!”

“No, not by the hair on our chinny-chin-chins!”

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze

Debby Ryan
Debby Ryan

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Recession and Recovery

Median household income has fallen even more during Obama’s so-called “recovery” than it fell during the official recession, according to a new study from former Census Bureau officials Gordon Green and John Code.

This is an unusually transparent economic statistic:

Most of us have been getting poorer and poorer for the last four years, and we’re getting poorer faster all the time.

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze

 
Table

In the table above from the Bureau of Labor Statistics for December, 2011, I high-lighted the “good news” about unemployment in sky-blue, and unpleasant reality in red.

In the sky-blue world of corporate media, unemployment declined from 9.4% to 8.5% in 2011, and from 8.7% to 8.5% in December.

Hurrah! Front page headlines in every outlet!

But in the meantime, the red-line “participation rate” declined from 64.3% to 64% in 2011, and that 0.3% corresponds to approximately 1,000,000 of your fellow citizens, who aren’t even in the game.

They don’t participate! They don’t count as employed or unemployed! They are economic un-persons!

And unpleasant reality for economic un-persons not only got worse in 2011, it got worse in 2010 and 2009 and 2008 and all the way back to the end of the Clinton boom, when no less than 67.2% of Americans were in the game!

Participation

That decline in “participation” from 67.2% to 64% represents approximately 10,000,000 American citizens.

Who are these un-persons? How do they survive?

Nobody really knows, and almost nobody cares.

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze

WE ARE THE SUPER-NAZIS

Nazis typically killed about 10 French civilians for every Nazi killed by the French Resistance, but we Americans already killed at least 300 Iraqis for every American who died on 9/11, and we just keep on killing and killing and killing and killing.

WE ARE THE SUPER-NAZIS!

Jacob Freeze Jacob Freeze

michael-moore

“Raise a ruckus!”

Now isn’t that folksy!

And doesn’t the Left love its big fat slob/mascot Michael Moore!

He was born with a tractor-hat on his big empty head!

He “raised a ruckus” in the cradle!

He got his big fat face on TV in Zuccotti Park!

And meanwhile almost nobody notices that Rick Santorum pounded the abortion issue 24/7 in Iowa, and came out of nowhere to tie Mitt Romney.

What the heck does that mean, Michael Moore?

And Michael Moore replies…

“Raise a ruckus! Raise a ruckus!”

And meanwhile the Left conveniently forgets that nobody ran against the corporate stooge and mass-murderer Barack Obama in the Iowa primaries!

No candidate! No agenda! No economics except a few silly slogans.

“We are the 99%.”

But when the 99% occupy a park, not even .00099% show up.

What the heck does that mean, Michael Moore?

And Michael Moore replies…

“Raise a ruckus! Raise a ruckus!”

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