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THE
FALLOUT from a serious reading of the Russian novelist Fyodor Dostoevsky
cannot be oversimplified. As archaic portraits of man’s constant
corruptibility, his books could lead one -- at one extreme -- to accept
the books’ premises and conclusions, and push one in consequence to
retreat from social life to live a hermetic one qua final escape from such
inevitable Hobbesian societies as Dostoevsky portrayed, societies of
naturally evil humans. The universality of this constancy of evilness is
dramatized by Akira Kurosawa’s transport of Dostoevsky’s The
Idiot to a post-WWII Japan setting through the movie The
Idiot -- reasserting the already impact-ridden premise that good men
are few and far between to a position of a geographical (and possibly
biological) absolute.
FORTUNATELY,
though, not all works of art have the social vision of Hobbes. Some
inspire luxury, visions of travel, foreign taste, imagination, skill, and
an appreciation of the world’s richness; especially in such arts as
music. Consider,
for example, a listen to the music of The Gipsy Kings. Replete of Spanish
guitar mastery/virtuosity and rhythmic and melodic richness and the
magical use of lingual phonemes in song passages, one can hardly be
inspired to pack one’s bags for the mountains and be in the company of
understandably predatory animals. One will simply be convinced to reassert
one’s colorful utopia for the social circus of esthetes, philosophers,
and criminals. One will be inspired to connive with beachcombers in the
consumption of beach food.
But,
as per the lessons of history, esthetic utopias of love and dancing will
also drive one to consider the necessity of providing protection to
one’s loves and dancers. Cities of richness have fallen to the most
rustic of civilizations whose prime philosophy was one of simply coveting
others’ labors’ produce. But
I don’t mean just cities. Such utopias of love and dancing could involve
no more than an individual with a rare utopia among his
differently-cultured laughing neighbors, so that for his utopia he might
needs provide both the defensive literature and physical artillery for the
purpose of maintaining his esthetic cultures safe within his person and
yard. What
this means for humanity is simple. It would seem that Hobbes would be more
right than Dostoevsky in implying human corruptibility to be not a
frustration – as Dostoevsky might have viewed it – but as an
animalistic normality – as Hobbes have clearly asserted. Potential
hermetic solutions must therefore consider that perhaps humans in social
settings must not be looked upon as different from animals. Corruption is
therefore just a human expression of the predatory instinct of animals to
eat their fellow dogs if they could get away with it. So the vicious cycle
of at one moment wanting to retreat from society and at another moment
wanting to be in fun communion with fun social events may have found a
solution in this Hobbesian approach.
Animals
too have social expressions of togetherness and filial fun as much as
recurrent outbursts of cannibalism and terror. So,
at the end of the day, does this still state the futility or unnecessary
presence of social criticism? It would seem so. Given that final axiom qua
ultimate understanding of mankind’s behavior, why social-criticize? MAY
I conjecture that perhaps philosophy’s role is the provision of mental
abstract approaches to living while social criticism’s lower status has
the simple job of fulfilling one’s defense mechanisms against the
recurrent predatory actions or threats that philosophy has marked? And
so, therefore, by our above logical circuit we have arrived at the
rationale for social criticism’s stature as necessary literary artillery
to be placed at the borders of those who need to protect their loves and
dances. So
how does social criticism do it, through the simple animal instinct for
self-preservation? Fortunately,
human intellect/intellection is inclined and cursed to see itself as
having the capacity to go beyond those instincts. For instance, one may
not simply consider one’s position as in the manner of senators’ and
congressmen’s weighing a certain law by its benefits to their family
corporations. A more “intelligent” or human view might even consider
subtle benefits.
For
instance, the lower classes may just be as guilty of the unvirtue of mere
self-preservation when it clamors
for a departure from such taxes as consumption taxes. For a more subtle
assessment beyond the animal instinct will lead us to consider that
consumption taxes could also change our consumer culture. Buying certain
things which our consumption-based economics have taught us to buy may be
reassessed in terms of value or necessity. Do we really need a CD
collection? Would not ten music CDs suffice for a whole decade’s musical
needs? Do we really need Styrofoam? Obviously, consumer taxes have their
cultural benefit, regardless of whether it is iniquitous or not. Then
again, does an
iniquity even happen when a low-wage earner consumes a mere movie each
month while the rich factory owner consumes a hundred? Does the higher
consumption status provide the “higher state consumer” a happier life?
Consider, for another instance, that the ownership of a car – while
bringing one to a media-hyped position of luxury and advantage –
actually may bring to its owner several anxieties as maintenance costs and
scheduling, corrupt traffic police avoidance, aircon and engine pollution
guilt, and so on and so forth. Even
animal-level criticism of oppressive acts can be sublimated to more human
levels. For example, oppressions may actually benefit a people in the long
run. Constancy of oppressions as may be witnessed by the Philippine
intelligentsia upon its subject peoples may actually be necessary – for
how long is a mathematical cum psychological mystery – for a people that
has not ever learned to fight its oppressors. Perhaps a century more of
such oppressions and laughing abuses will lead this people to hang one
final day its sinning politicians in some square of accumulated human
knowledge. Burgeoning oil price hikes, too, may actually be necessary for
people to realize – say, after five more centuries – that perhaps our
slavery to fossil fuel consumption can be worthy of our ability to rebel
and get away from.
There
is so much in present society that smacks of the corrupt noise of
self-preservation, from the voices of politicians with their corporate or
bank account interests to the screams of mass elements who have to learn
there are products to be derived from a boss’s kick. Clamoring for a
reform of those kicks will not remove those kicks, nor even the protest
against the kicks keep the kicks from taking another subtle shape.
Sometimes a more human assessment of things will be the real social
criticism, the more human social criticism the more useful criticism that
will allow one to take in an oppressive kick and consider its (near or
far) future benefit.
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Posted 04/13/05. Send comments to: bananacue_republic@yahoo.com
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