dilbert1

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Outside, the hipsters drank and smoked, unsure of what they were doing, but suddenly, by my side, was Fulvia Carnevale, and both of us stared at this madness and laughed maniacally, for the charred map of the U$A was right in our faces, in all its ugliness, embodied in these hipsters as much as her toasted match-sticks.

Like myself, this friend of mine also couldn’t recognize the organizers of this release party, and we whispered to each other during the rather dull reading of To Our Friends. We asked ourselves, where the fuck did these people come from? Why do they look like restaurant owners? Look at how fancy their clothes are. Did they hire some Brooks Brothers models for the reading? Both of us had already read To Our Friends by this point, and one or both of us was even pictured in the book, but still we sat in the rafters talking shit, because something seemed weird about this reading.

It got even weirder when the read-aloud story-time ended without a question and answer, and both of us watched the organizers immediately clique up as if they were the Invisible Committee themselves, ready to soak up all the attention and absorb it into their social-capital coin-purse. My friend and I just sat there watching, wishing we had opera glasses, but in the end it was just scary, because while we might not have known anything about these organizers, both of us were certain they weren’t down in the grime like us, the only place where things actually happen.

I’m confused as to how he thinks he’s better than all these people and how he doesn’t realize he’s acting pretty much with the same reverence and sense that he’s (actually and not only deludedly like the hipsters) part of a scene. Don’t recognize anyone at the book talk? Well why would you if you weren’t in one of those dreaded ‘milieus’? And this coming from a straight up riot tourist who flew to France to experience the Tarnac magic. Really wants to have his critical-metaphysical cake and eat it too
 

dilbert1

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…the topic of burning churches was inexplicably broached by Lawrence Jarach, who mistook this moment for Catalonia in 1936, and when pressed if the milieu should burn black churches, legend has it that Jarach ripped the corn-cob pipe from his lips, stood on his chair, and screamed at the top of his lungs, yes, even the black churches!

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ver$hy ver$h

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— Anselm Jappe, Guy Debord

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dilbert1

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I thought that one was the least interesting too. Youth and femininity are commodities. Sex sells. Advertising is manipulative and reflects society’s crisis of values. Same old rage against the machine imo. But I did enjoy some of the quotations from what I can remember. Ads are funny
 

ver$hy ver$h

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I thought that one was the least interesting too. Youth and femininity are commodities. Sex sells. Advertising is manipulative and reflects society’s crisis of values. Same old rage against the machine imo. But I did enjoy some of the quotations from what I can remember. Ads are funny

I like how fragmented it is and the use of quotes from women's mags, but it's a one-trick pony and I feel like I'm reading endless permutations of the same sentence. I suppose you wouldn't get the same cumulative effect, but it could almost have been a poster rather than a book/essay.
 

dilbert1

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What do you think about the accusations of misogyny?
Silly insofar as attacking masculinity or femininity as constructs isn’t bigoted. They’re trying to describe a generalized condition of dependency, self-destructiveness, corporeal adherence to the norm, duty to appearance, etc. and that power is maternal-controlling rather than paternal-disciplinary. To what degree analogizing via gender or framing in terms of ‘biopower’ really illuminates our social reality is a more important matter. In that way maybe it seems excessive. Obviously it isn’t merely a testament to my servitude under Empire when I apply deodorant or work on my posture. You get led back to individual ethics, ‘consumer politics’ which are really nothing of the sort. Good to be self-conscious about some of these things I suppose but not sure where beyond that a ‘theory of the Young-Girl’ will get you. But of course we know where they’d like it to lead, with their talk of ‘war-machines’ and following a “criminal path” to let “passions breathe in their fullness.” Something pseudo-sophisticated to carry around in their knapsack and justify skirmishes with riot cops every couple years, with dreams of “annihilating” the stupid normies.
 

dilbert1

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Beyond all that there’s clearly something like “toxic femininity.” But that’s sort of The Substance level consciousness, isn’t it. It’d be like saying the movie was misogynist for making Margaret Qualley’s character seem like the bad guy for shamelessly embodying and exploiting herself as the Young-Girl commodity
 

ver$hy ver$h

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I think there's a bit of them wanting to have their cake and eat it. They do explicitly say men can be Young-Girls too and that it's not a gendered thing, but the fact they have to come out and say it obviously indicates a flaw in their model.

The negative reviews calling it sexist do seem quite surface level, but the surface is consciously provocative along those lines. I saw one review which branded it both sexist AND ageist, which felt like it must be a parody or someone reacting purely to the words 'Young' and 'Girl'.

I get the impression there are people responding to it under the assumption Tiqqun was all blokes.
 

ver$hy ver$h

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Silly insofar as attacking masculinity or femininity as constructs isn’t bigoted. They’re trying to describe a generalized condition of dependency, self-destructiveness, corporeal adherence to the norm, duty to appearance, etc. and that power is maternal-controlling rather than paternal-disciplinary. To what degree analogizing via gender or framing in terms of ‘biopower’ really illuminates our social reality is a more important matter. In that way maybe it seems excessive. Obviously it isn’t merely a testament to my servitude under Empire when I apply deodorant or work on my posture. You get led back to individual ethics, ‘consumer politics’ which are really nothing of the sort. Good to be self-conscious about some of these things I suppose but not sure where beyond that a ‘theory of the Young-Girl’ will get you. But of course we know where they’d like it to lead, with their talk of ‘war-machines’ and following a “criminal path” to let “passions breathe in their fullness.” Something pseudo-sophisticated to carry around in their knapsack and justify skirmishes with riot cops every couple years, with dreams of “annihilating” the stupid normies.

Beyond all that there’s clearly something like “toxic femininity.” But that’s sort of The Substance level consciousness, isn’t it. It’d be like saying the movie was misogynist for making Margaret Qualley’s character seem like the bad guy for shamelessly embodying and exploiting herself as the Young-Girl commodity

Here's one piece of criticism.


And the translator's note, for contrast.

 

thirdform

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Your hands are so clean, @version I’m glad there’s someone else on the forum that shares my interest, but I’m like a disaffected type of person who ten years ago growing up in Olympia would’ve seen the person authoring this longer first article as a role model and hero figure. I once actually thought being into and understanding these texts would guide my life somehow, help me sort myself into milieus of conspiracist circles filled with fun kind caring people well-read in philosophy that could help me escape having to associate with or live too much like the normies. I was never into the commune thing though, better to inhabit the belly of the beast I always thought, and that’s where things would ‘pop off’ anyhow.

Witnessing the idiocy of people hopped up on this stuff in practice and the degraded second-rate facsimile literature basically regurgitating semblances of the original texts year after year, the people in the scenes who seemed important always moving to more of a hotspot, up in the invisible chain, or ending up in jail or burned out, the whole thing slowly coming to look like a big sham or a badge of honor people who since came to their senses would make reference to regarding their past for some bona fides… it was difficult for me to slowly come to terms with the way my motivations weren’t really about fighting the system or whatever but just ending up at what I took to be the cool kids’ table. Its all very embarrassing and clearly this guy still struggles with some of that, half-jokingly referring to these texts as holy etc. It still makes me sad, and its a cycle carried over from people like the Weathermen. People who do really mean well and have beautiful souls but whose good intentions were mixed with psychosis, delusion, unthinking actionism and narcissism. And that the energy they had to fight for freedom ends up in this trap that brings out the worst in them and the idea that this is the best you can do to inspire others that there’s dignity in our small daily suffering and servitude when we think of and feel respect for such figures

you must read: cum matura il “noskismo” rassegna communista (1921)
 
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