Critical Inquiry, Affirmative Culture
by Lauren Berlant
Many of our essayists
fix on the senses as a revitalizing domain with which to chart theories
and concepts of history, aesthetics, and experience. The words power
and ideology don't make it into these paradigms much, and questions
shaped around social inequalities are either presumed or subsumed in
these phrasings. Class inequality and labor-related subjectivities, for
example, are now increasingly embedded in capitalism and globalization;
and, I think, but I'm not sure, critical race, feminist, and queer
studies concerns are covered, covered over, or articulated in more
general conceptualizations of embodiment, a term that designates the
closeness to the body of social, experiential, and aesthetic affect.
Because these sublimated categories of historical subordination were
not formed as aesthetic events, and because they trouble the distance
from the body that traditionally secures the prestige of critical
thought, it is not surprising that a certain disenchantment would fall
upon Critical Inquiry's writers and readers, motivating returns to the
elegance of a greater distance, whether couched as the new
aestheticism, a better empiricism, or rigorous theory.
Were it not for Mary Poovey's and Teresa de
Lauretis's finely tuned statements, this shift would seem (among our
essayists, anyway) to have happened without comment. De Lauretis argues
that the ambitions of the new social movements were "sustained by a
hope that today appears enmeshed in neoliberalism" (p. 000). Surely the
uneven global history of liberalism's incommensurateness with itself in
theory and in practice requires a more dynamic perspective. I take that
to be the promise of de Lauretis's great phrase "the time for theory is
always now" (p. 000). "Now," though, is not merely the definitional
province of the World Bank, the IMF, nor, really, the U.S.
capitalist/Christian state and all its others. Critics and pundits
alike generate apprehensions of the present discursively. The present
is something given back to us by those who reflect on it; not available
to experience as such, the sense and the sense experience of the
present are effects of critical practice.
De Lauretis herself accurately notes,
"thinking...originates in an embodied subjectivity, at once
overdetermined and permeable to contingent events" (p. 000). So, if one
does ride the wave that turns political fatigue to conceptual aversion,
isn't that shift, along with the widespread backlash against theory,
also "enmeshed in neoliberalism"? Perhaps conceptual fatigue is
inevitable—on the model of metal fatigue, which denotes the exhaustion
metal experiences on having to bear the burden of too much weight. But
I am also reminded of David Wellbery's observation that theoretical
projects (he's referring to poststructuralism) tend to be deemed
exhausted precisely when they're poised to do their perhaps now
unglamorous work.1
There is much more to be said on this topic, of
theory and embodied histories of the present. Who is embodied, and how,
and what is served by the sensual turn? Can we think about the relation
of critical optimism to our vertiginous awareness of escalating
violence in ways that continue to challenge our professional contexts?
Or is it the case, as the New York Times opined recently, that this is
a time of resistance without a critical social counterimaginary?2 One
could dilate infinitely on these questions. My presumption throughout
will be that the critical realm of the senses encompasses what the
senses do empirically; what feelings are made out to mean; and which
forces, meanings, and practices are magnetized by concepts of affect
and emotion. As in In the Realm of the Senses itself, the construction
of new visceral practices in the context of massive social upheaval,
perceived as both violence and aesthetic pleasure, is the scene from
which I write.
I propose for further discussion a few other
approaches to these questions, noting at the outset that the matter of
professional critical theorists' proper objects, projects, and
attitudes—most deftly expressed in the pieces by Robert von Hallberg
and Harry Harootunian—foregrounds a crucial concern. It must be the
case that increasing pundit- and legislator-centered disrespect for the
humanities has had some influence on our shifting attention to
objects/scenes like emotions that can be misrecognized as universals
or, less grandly, as things perceivable through common sense. One could
make the same argument about the current literary critical embrace of
ethics, which, whatever else it opens up, just sounds so comforting, so
fundable, so theoretically palatable, and so politics-lite. Some of my
best friends are ethicists (well, just one), don't get me wrong; it's
not the field itself that concerns me but the impulse to recement
individuality-with-consciousness at the center of critical thought.
For the most part, my estimable colleagues have
written affirmative essays about critical work and its futures. Whether
or not they propose proper objects and better horizons for critical
thought, their view is that critics and criticism will continue to
sound as we currently do—smart, abstract, and slightly overabsorbed.
Only my dear departed colleague, Harootunian, writes in a crackling
tone of voice, arguing for working beyond the national, regional, and
methodological norms of disciplinary expertise, refusing the backlash
against theoretical work, and taking the risk of engaging with the
history of the present. At the same time, he pushes aside the usually
cool distance of the thinker with a series of jarring rhetorical moves,
as though the intellectual performance of composure were a threat to
occupying an analytical edge that might very well cut in any direction,
back at the author himself or at the audience of readers.3 The sharp
edge of intellectual passion opens up what you can't control; I love
thought that welcomes the risk of formlessness, the unpredictable
consequences of ideas. That's what critical theory does when it is done
well. Truisms are cut into, things come undone, and what Gayatri Spivak
calls "provisional generalizations" that make new contexts for
knowledge threaten the transparency of expertise along with the
phenomena under analytic scrutiny.4
Those who turn away from a scene of
thought performed in unusual modes of critical intensity, theoretical
acumen, or referential familiarity miss an opportunity for surprise
learning. On the other hand, as Harootunian argues, such resistance is
well rewarded professionally. As someone wrote in a memo once, we want
to be at the cutting edge, but not go too far.
But, not to be carried away entirely by
metaprofessional polemic, I extract two issues from the pile I've
amassed that address the production of emotion as critical inquiry's
object/scene. One: to talk about the senses is to involve oneself in a
discussion of the optimism of attachment, the sociability of persons
across things, spaces, and practices. It represents a turn to the human
without resurrecting, necessarily, a metaphysical subject, for sensual
experience and emotions are usually thought about, these days, in
contexts of enunciation and experience—the nation, the law, the family,
religion, mass culture, or aesthetic ambition, for example.5
Emotionology usually intends a discussion about processes of belonging
and reflexivity, of selves oriented toward worlds that are organized by
forms that provide material and subjective senses of continuity.6
Paradoxically, then, much of the best work on the
senses means to deuniversalize them, rooting them somewhere in a space
of time. Miriam Hansen's work in this area is exemplary.7 But what
remains is the implicit optimism of critical thought that presumes the
clarity of the senses and their phenomenological and historical place
in world building. Herbert Marcuse called this phenomenon "affirmative
culture," a phrase rarely applied to the kind of critical work in this
journal's pages but nonetheless, I am arguing, all too relevant to its
practices.8
It seems hard to talk about the sociality of emotion
without presuming the clarity and coherence both of it and the world in
which it is intelligible. It is hard for thought to abandon its desire
to intensify the thingness of its thing and thus its value. After all,
as Hansen argues, the training of the senses is the bourgeois project
of aesthetics, bourgeois not standing here for privileged in the "bad"
sense but as a marker for the pleasures of capitalist modes of
distinction. Bourgeois suggests that the aesthetic of modernity always
involves a market, even if the name of the value it gives its objects
of exchange is merit.
At the same time, aesthetic experience gifts the
good life with a different pacing than the working life, donating to
the worker the privilege of slowness, of time to have a
thought/experience whose productivity is subjective, connecting the
sensorium to something that feels noninstrumental, absorbing, and
self-affirming. Slowing down is a legendary tactic of antibourgeois and
antinormative activity generally, but it turns out to be the privilege
of the consuming subject as well. The double person of whom Marcuse
speaks, who receives slow time as free time secured by hard work, is
not countering any norms.9
Aesthetic and critical works that seek to
promote overcoming what are called the immediate gratifications of mass
society are, mainly, in perfect consonance with its modes of privilege
even as they remain a marker of a different, or better, pace for
living. Even when the content of aesthetic experience is disturbing in
a utopian, avant-garde, or just difficult, counternormative way, one
cannot say about it that its critical distance interferes with the
reproduction of violence in whatever form.10
Poovey, Hansen, Frances
Ferguson, and de Lauretis demonstrate this beautifully.
I propose that we turn optimism itself into a topic
probably best phrased as collective attachment. Optimism is a way of
describing a certain futurism that implies continuity with the present,
but as it does not always feel good, attachment seems a better way to
describe the pleasures of repetition without presuming their affective
reverb.11 This is Marcuse's
point: How is it that the "bad life"
appears to so many as the good life yet unrealized? What relation is
there between this mode of optimistic negativity or deferral and the
pleasurable distances of aesthetic self-cultivation? At the same time
that emotions bring us toward others (even internal others, say the
psychologists) in a way that merges self-continuity with the
continuities of repetition and futurity, there is a whole field of
negativity that is not the opposite of cultivated emotion. We need to
give more thought to the modes of subjectivity that are disorganized,
or noncoherent, or negative, or lagging in a more profound way than
even Freudian nachträglichkeit or deferred action would suggest.
My second point follows from the first one, then,
which argues that critical theory and criticism's investment in
cultivating consciousness as a good in itself is, among other things,
related to the anxieties of keeping critical culture affirmative. At
the same time, whether the experience of available aesthetic phenomena
provides beautiful, sublime, or palliative relief from the business of
creating value for others, along with this relief is a whole field of
negative emotion. Negative emotion is a formal category, related to bad
moods and depressions the way attachment related to optimism above.
For the last few years a project titled Feminism
Unfinished has developed a national program of local cells, dedicated
to a variety of topics; one of these is Public Feelings.12 The Chicago
group calls itself a feel tank rather than a think tank, only partly as
a joke. Comprised of artists and academics, the feel tank is organized
around the thought that public spheres are affect worlds at least as
much as they are effects of rationality and rationalization. This is a
collaborative project, and collaboration is one of our topics. We study
theoretical, historical, and aesthetic materials engaged with the
affects and emotions. Right now, we are amassing for future research
the negative political emotions because most U.S. citizens and
occupants have abandoned participating in the political sphere and
because many who do, say, merely vote, do it without optimism for the
kind of transformative agency that might/ought to have been a
possibility. Some of these emotions: detachment, numbness, vagueness,
confusion, bravado, exhaustion, apathy, discontent, coolness,
hopelessness, and ambivalence.
Our instinct is that these political emotions are
often experienced as disconnection, consciousness at a distance. In the
tradition of the negative dialectic, but also in other ways, what does
it mean to think about the aversive emotions of negativity as kinds of
attachment? We have hosted, for example, an International Day of the
Politically Depressed. What does it mean to think of negativity not as
an effect of bad power but as a way of being critical without
consciousness, as we currently understand its cultivated form? How is
it possible to think about cultivated subjectivity in the aesthetic
sense without implying uplift, progress, or errancy? Situated in our
own contradictions, we are also restless, angry, mournful, and
strangely optimistic activists of the U.S. political sphere. I close
with the slogan that will be on our first cache of T-shirts and
stickers: Depressed?...It Might Be Political.
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