Saturday, December 23, 2006

The Continuing Relevance of Marx

I've been re-reading Marx's Economic & Philosophic Manuscripts of 1848. 'Re-reading' is a bit of an overstatement — perhaps it would be more accurate of me to say I'm trying to make my way through all of the Manuscripts. So far I've made it through the first chapter. In the first chapter Marx outlines some basic points: first of all, the working class is screwed. In bad times, workers get screwed. In the good times, workers get screwed less. For Marx, capitalism meant 'in a declining state of society — increasing misery of the worker; in an advancing state — misery with complications; and in a fully developed state of society — static misery.'


One criticism of Marxism is that the working class has either disappeared or that the working class is no longer immiserated. Marcuse argued that neither was true but that the working class had bought, or tricked, into 'false consciousnesses'. I'm not entirely at odds with Marcuse assertion here but I wouldn't defend it either. The fact remains that millions of workers have not bought into the false consciousnesses of 'bourgeois' society. These millions of workers, workers who still speak in terms of liberation & anti-capitalism [anti-globalization, workers' rights, etc.], exist outside the mainstream of bourgeois society — students, service workers, urban unemployed, Latino migrant farmers, Blacks in Europe & the Americas, Arabs in Europe, rural Chinese workers, indigenous Americans, oil workers in Nigeria, etc.


Here the continuing relevance Marx's rears it head. Marxism is a set of theoretical tools for understanding human development and for creating a revolutionary project of human emancipation. Every generation or so produces a group of thinkers with an authentic understanding of this project — Rosa Luxemburg & 1918-19 revolutionaries, the Situationists in '68, Huey P. Newton & the Black Panthers, the Zapatistas, etc. Marxism has inspired the creation of open spaces where the oppressed of the world can actively engage the world. In this sense, Marxism has allowed, or rather understood, the working class to play a redemptive role in world history. Whether it be autogestion in Argentina, breakfast programs in Black America, or collective organic farming in Cuba the working class has met the challenges of the world.

Monday, December 18, 2006

The Unbearable Lightness of Feathers


Love looks not with the mind, but with the eyes; My last post was eighty-five days ago. For me, a lot has changed, within the realm of politics and the realm of everyday life (as if the two were inseperable!). I have changed the title of my blog from 'reading lenin in america' to 'fragments of reason'. This is not without purpose. My political line has shifted far to the left of orthodox Leninism — having more in common with Negri, Bonefeld, & Ponnekoek than Lenin, Trotsky, & Bukharin.

Communism is not a correct line formulated by party intellectuals, to the contrary, it is practical anti-capitalism — a ‘revolutionary project of human emancipation’. This project goes far beyond the traditional ‘class politics’ of Leninism. It rejects the concept of a working class monolith in favour of conceiving the working class a a multitude — ‘a multiplicity of exploited singularities’ — embracing the various gender and ethnic struggles and variations in class struggle for the different members of the working class.

I would not go as far as saying I am an ‘autonomist’ or ‘libertarian communist’. I still support national liberation struggles, the dictatorship of the proletariat, and the organisation of the working class. But, I support national liberation struggles in so far as they progressive. This is a position I have always held. I support the dictatorship of the proletariat as a federation of workers’ councils that acts in the interests of the working class. I support the organisation of the working class as a multitude with varying interests and degrees of oppression.

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.