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The Anthropocene, Genre, and Futurity

Not The World Without Us, but the World as Us

The Anthropocene is a spatial behemoth, a cognitive leviathan. I want to start with an example that highlights a problem with the Anthropocene as a genre perhaps, but certainly as concept that deeply impacts the ways we can think about the future of the planet and human life activity. In the summer of 2012, Russ George, of Plakos Inc., and a First Nations village on Haida Gwaii dumped 100 tonnes of iron sulphate into the Pacific Ocean just off the coast of British Columbia in order to encourage algae growth. George Dvorsky of i09.com says, “recent satellite images are now confirming [the iron sulphate’s] effects—an artificial plankton bloom that’s 10,000 square kilometers (3,861 square miles) in size. The intention of the project is for the plankton to absorb carbon dioxide and then sink to the bottom of the ocean.” The decision was made unilaterally by George and First Nations on Haida Gwaii; Environment Canada and the UN are both investigating this rogue geo-engineering project. In The Huffington Post, Stephanie Pappas writes about the implications for large scale adoption of the technique: “Even widespread fertilization of the oceans would result in about 0.5 to 1 gigaton of carbon being shuttled out of the atmosphere annually…That’s about a third to a quarter of the carbon added to the atmosphere each year from man-made and other sources.” Here, the realization that we are fully within the Anthropocene offers those interested a license to act and to take the responsibility for the well being of the planet into their own hands. In the case of this example, George convinced the Haida to contribute over one million dollars to the project.

Just across the Hecate Strait from Haida Gwaii the possible connections between ecological and racial politics becomes further complicated, where struggles have been raging between oil companies and First Nations over the Douglas Channel Energy Partnership.[1]Though not often treated this way by corporate interests, environmental action, in both examples, becomes a First Nations issue, in light of the tenuous status of treaty negotiation in B.C. The acceleration of action, in the case of the carbon trap, and the blockage of action, in the case of the pipeline, are two courses that take the ecological impasse we now know as the Anthropocene as their grounds for justification. Stopping the pipeline and creating new ways to keep the Earth’s temperature from rising are both gambits that address the global climate crisis: each is based on slowing the oncoming catastrophe and mitigating the effects of our carbon dependency.[2]What I hope to show with this overdetermined example of ecological activity is just how severely the Anthropocene underdetermines the dense crossover of ecological, economic, racial, and political lines.

In what follows I elaborate the Anthropocene as a genre of writing alongside other kinds of environmental writing in order to emphasize what I think we all will agree is fundamental shortcoming of the term’s explanatory and political usefulness. Libby Robin has already begun to elaborate how the ways we imagine and write the global state of things can intervene in our understanding of the present. In “The Eco-Humanities as Literature: A New Genre?” she concludes, neatly, that the extent to which this may be effective “will depend on our capacity to write Nature as a subject and to understand the Human as a physical force in the Earth’s ecosystems” (302).[3]Robin’s claim may be correct, but our capacity to “write nature as subject” is severely altered in the wake of the Anthropocene. As Robin suggests, ecology is a “useful tool for writing about ‘place in time’ (human scale and sensibilities of place) because it takes context into account, including evolutionary history and local environment” (291). Robin’s piece turns to Australian environmental writing to articulate her argument, demonstrating the activity of shuttling from what she calls “global frameworks” and “global scale” to the particularity of the local. I hope to show the ways the Anthropocene makes this kind of conceptual shuttling difficult. I consider the Anthropocene as one symptom, among many, of a global energy dependency premised on the goal of limitless growth and accumulation. I will begin with the ways the authors of the Anthropocene frame the future, before discussing Alan Weisman’s The World Without Us (2007) and Kim Stanley Robinson’s Science in the Capitaltrilogy (2004, 2005, 2007) as texts that engage the epistemic, ecological, and political interregnum of the Anthropocene where the force of humanity has lead itself: not to The World Without Us, but to the world as us.

The Anthropocene and Futurity

A number of researchers in the sciences have declared that we have entered a new geological age characterized by the impact of the fervor of human life activity on the planet since the invention of the coal-powered steam engine. This announcement sounds the depth of research and thought in the humanities through different means than in the sciences or for engineering, and I intend to read discussions surrounding the Anthropocene in terms of the period they construct and the futures they both describe and imply. In their 2007 piece, “The Anthropocene: Are Humans Now Overwhelming the Great Forces of Nature?” Will Steffen, Paul J. Crutzen, and John R. McNeill propose three historical stages to the development of the Anthropocene: the industrial era (ca. 1800-1945), the great acceleration (ca. 1945-present), and the latest, something they term “Stewards of the Earth System? (ca. 2015–?)” (618). Here, the shift from thinking the global through human impact moves ever so quickly from the conditional, ‘if humans are the greatest geological force on the planet, we would need to respond by…’, to the imperative, ‘human beings are the greatest geological force: act now,’ which frames the opening example of Haida Gwaii in a new light—not as a criminal act but as an act of stewardship. In the article, this shift opens on to three possible trajectories for the future: business as usual, mitigation, and geo-engineering.

Steffen, Crutzen, and McNeill describe business as usual based on several assumptions. First, adopting an anti-apocalyptic stance, they suggest that “global change will not be severe or rapid enough to cause major disruptions to the global economic system or to other important aspects of societies, such as human health” (619). One need only think of the latest super storm, hurricane Sandy and now the polar vortex, and the on-going municipal, state, and federal government efforts to repair and rebuild to recognize problems with the business as usual model.[4]Second, they assume, “the existing market-oriented economic system can deal autonomously with any adaptations that are required” (619), displaying wonderfully what would be registered only a matter of months after the publication of their article by a financial, and not an ecological, crisis. Third, they suggest that “resources required to mitigate global change proactively would be better spent on more pressing human needs” (619). The assumption that seems to be undergirding Steffen, Crutzen, and McNeill’s assessment, is that the political, ecological future will look strikingly like the present. To their credit, it seems most pertinent to read this model as a straw man argument, making this version of the future a rhetorical device with an ecological agenda designed to move readers beyond this first vision of the future to the following two, dialing up the political stakes in the process.

If the business as usual response shrugs off the possibility of catastrophe, mitigation tries to completely reverse it. Mitigation, for Steffen, Crutzen, and McNeill, aims to “allow the Earth System to function in a pre-Anthropocene way” through vastly improved technology and management, wise use of Earth’s resources, control of human and domestic animal population, and overall careful use and restoration of the natural environment” (619). Acknowledging the impacts humans have had on the bios in this form however naively requires a faith in science and scientific progress. This fits what Imre Szeman describes in his article “System Failure” as “techno-utopianism” where scientific or technocratic solutions sweep in at the final hour to resolve the looming threats to the Earth and human and animal life (812). But, as Szeman points out, the problem with such a faith in science is that this type of resolution has no history.[5]Here, the tension between a lurking catastrophism and the generative potential of imagining what is to come animates this second future in Antropocene as a genre of reactionary extrapolation. That we could return to a pre-Anthropocene age simply through sage managerial practices seems beyond the scope of possibility for current systems of governance. For evidence of this one need only remember the difficulties the Kyoto Protocol has faced over the past fifteen years, leaving Steffen, Crutzen, and McNeil’s third option, seemingly, as their best.

Geo-engineering also runs along the lines of Szeman’s techno-utopianism. This version of the future assumes that since humans have already affected the Earth to the degree and extent that they do, we should take full responsibility and engage in purposeful, planned endeavours to reshape the planet in the form of humanity’s desire. Steffen, Crutzen, and McNeill are careful to elaborate the dangers of geo-engineering, suggesting that the fix would require massive coordination and cooperation on a global scale—something possible only in Sezeman’s fourth possible future: the planned economy. In other words, the problem ceases to be entirely ecological and becomes political, meeting up with discourses of modernization and industrialization, uneven development, and problems in global consensus. This moment of transformation also marks a structural limit to the term Anthropocene: it tends to elide economic or geographic difference and homogenize humanity into one agent that acts on and against the planet, rather than thinking the dense complex of relations that subtly and deeply impact the Earth over a number of operations and repetitions. The concept of the Anthropocene leaps to totality both in ecological terms—from the locale of Haida Gwaii to geology writ-large—and in governmental terms—from the overdetermined struggle of one group to the entire human population—leaving behind the capacity to accurately frame the ecological impasse and offer reasoned solutions.

The Anthropocene and Genre

Alan Weisman’s The World Without Us (2007) works through expert testimony to explore the ways that Earth might recuperate in the wake of humanity.[6]Weisman’s thought experiment removes humanity, and its future actions, from the ecological equation so that we might better be able to understand and respond to its effects. Especially when the problems are vaster than human reckoning, Wiseman diligently narrates them. For instance, in his chapter on plastics, the pacific garbage gyre, and futurity Weisman points out that “plastics haven’t been around long enough for us to know how long they’ll last or what happens to them” (116).[7]Weisman’s book remarkably engages in what Gerry Canavan, Lisa Klarr, and Ryan Vu, have described as an attempt to “narrate the unnarratable” (21) to move beyond both science fiction and other ecological writing in order to frame the ecological impasse. Like discourses of the Anthropocene, Weisman’s book reveals that the problems we are only beginning to name in the present have been a long time in the making—plastics being a prime example. The World Without Us plays a formal trick that writing on the Anthropocene doesn’t—it declares humanity’s incalculable effects on the planet not by shouting about our geological force, but by appearing to subtract us from the equation.

Whether or not describing a world without us is possible, the era of our deep impact on the planet is already over a century old, in the words of Kim Stanley Robinson, “our inadvertent terraforming of Earth [has] already begun by accident” (179). Robinson’s Science in the Capital trilogy (2004, 2005, 2007) fills in the specificity and dynamism missing from the discussions of the Anthropocene above. Rather than focus on crisis and impasse through a science-fictional displacement onto an estranged future space and time, the trilogy unfolds in the present after omniscient narration describes the increasingly rapid melting of the polar ice and the resulting uptick in weather volatility. In other words, Science in the Capital quickens the pace and effects of global warming to test various scenarios and human responses. Like Weisman’s thought experiment, Robinson presses fast forward on the gamut of possibilities: catastrophe, mitigation, and geo-engineering.

Unlike discussions surrounding the Anthropocene, Robinson’s climate change trilogy doesn’t foreground one ideological agenda over another; instead, it provides us with what Mathias Nilges has described as “a matrix of conflicting positions” (81). Nilges assessment is that it is this mode of realism that makes the trilogy so effective at mapping and working through the political, economic, and ecological contradiction. He writes, “reading Science in the Capital means to dissolve what we conceive of as paralyzing impasses (politically as well as formally) and show them…as the multipositional processes they are” (83).[8]Robinson, it seems, already addresses what Eddie Yuen, in “The Politics of Failure Have Failed” suggests—that the epistemic emergence of the Anthropocene could bring with it a shuffling of political positions: “of course, political categories never neatly fall into categories of left and right—in fact there are often a range of bizarre combinations, and there is a strong likelihood of “morbid symptoms” in the interregnum between the Holocene and the Anthropocene” (39). Robinson’s main intervention, on K. Daniel Cho’s account, moves beyond the politics of the Anthropocene, which by and large seek to create a future as some idealized version of the present, to “explore the possibility of ecological disaster creating the preconditions for the wholesale transformation of capitalist society” (24). Rather than seeking to contain or downplay these “morbid symptoms,” Robinson writes their tension, their conflicts, and their somewhat unsatisfactory solutions, presenting a much more complex and nuanced characterization of life on Earth in the massive wake of humanity’s impact.

Concluding Notes

The Anthropocene is as much a problem of representation as it is an ecological one. In the Anthropocene we see the politics and limits to thinking in broad strokes. But the short-circuit, for me, isn’t about trying to think too big, it’s a problem of taking an easy path to thinking that bigger picture. Totalities are complex, nuanced, and shape relations in indirect ways. The project of thinking an ecological totality that takes into account the impact of one species on all of the others measured through the visible signs that species leaves on the face of the planet is a good place to start. The difficulty lies in developing the thought, in weighing it against other discourses and problematics, from uneven development to the politics of geo-engineering, and, even more so, in meaningfully bridging that thought to action.

Three tangled threads simultaneously inform and complicate discussions of the Anthropocene: enlightenment ideas of progress, a description or theory of the world as a totality, and an agreement about the ethics and politics of human impact on the Earth. These threads weave into descriptions of the Anthropocene and spool outwards again as scientists, engineers, ecologists, and social scientists alike think through what it means for our collective future. However, the intensive impact of human life activity on the planet is not just a fiction; rather, the ways this activity is described are fully narrative in scope and tend to draw on fiction in order to give shape to imaginative or notional encounters with the diverse effects of this life activity. All of this brings us back to history. The Anthropocene, if we accept its periodization in The Philosophical Transcripts and elsewhere, began in the enlightenment and has unfolded through the industrial innovations of the 19th century, the great wars of the 20th, and, in the face of ecological catastrophe, stands revealed at the dawn of the 21st. What this means for politics is up for debate. I have tried to show some of the limits to the forms of thinking the future implied by and addressed to the Anthropocene, as well as highlighting Weisman and Robinson’s as alternative ways to approach representing or formalizing the Anthropocene.

By way of a concluding thought, in “Après Nous, Le Deluge” Canavan takes the right approach emphasizing a collective failure and that collective solutions are needed: “Three months after Hurricane Sandy, eight years after Hurricane Katrina, 25 years after James Hansen testified before Congress, 40 years after the development of a scientific consensus around global warming in the 1970s, 70 years after climate models in the 1950s first began to point to the problem, 107 years after Svante Arrhenius first modeled the greenhouse effect in 1896, we still sit and wait to see what happens.” Whether or not we agree with the actions taken off the coast of Haida Gwaii, deep in the Anthropocene, the future of the world it seems is still, and perhaps problematically so, up to us.

 

Works Cited

“Is Global Warming Behind the Polar Vortex.” Rutgers Today. 30 Jan. 2014 Web. 27 Feb. 2014.

Bahrani, Ramin. “Plastic Bag.” FutureStates.TV, 7 Sept. 2009. Web. 25 Mar. 2013.

Canavan, Gerry, Lisa Klarr, and Ryan Vu. “Ecology & Ideology: An Introduction.” Polygraph 22 (2010): 1-32.

Canavan, Gerry. “Après Nous, le Déluge.” The New Inquiry, 14 Jan. 2013. Web. 25 Mar. 2013.

Cho, K. Daniel. “‘When a Chance Came for Everything to Change’: Messianism and Wilderness in Kim Stanely Robinson’s Abrupt Climate Change Trilogy.” Criticism 53.1 (Winter 2011): 23-51.

Dvorsky, George. “A Massive and Illegal Geoengineering Project has been Detected Off Canada’s West Coast.” I09.com 16 Oct. 2012. Web. 25 Mar. 2013.

Nilges, Mathias. “Marxism and Form Now.” Mediations24.2 (Spring 2009): 66-89.

Pappas, Stephanie. “Iron Dumping In The Pacific Ocean Stirs Controversy Over Geoengineering.” Huffington Post 19 Oct. 2012. Web. 25 Mar. 2013.

Rose, Deborah Ed. “The Ecological Humanities.” The Australian Humanities Review 47 (2009): 87-187.

Robin, Libby. “The Eco-Humanities as Literature: A New Genre?” Australian Literary Studies 23.3 (2008): 290-304.

Robinson, Kim Stanley, Imre Szeman, and Maria Whiteman. “Future Politics: An Interview with Kim Stanley Robinson.” In Science Fiction Studies 31 (2004): 177-187.

Steffen, Will, Paul J. Crutzen, and John R. McNeill. “The Anthropocene: Are Humans Now Overwhelming the Great Forces of Nature?” AMBIO: A Journal of the Human Environment36.8 (2007):614-621.

Steffen, Will, Jacques Grinevald, Paul Crutzen and John McNeill. “The Anthropocene: Cultural and Historical Perspectives.” The Philosophical Transactions of the Royal Society 369 (2011): 842-867.

Szeman, Imre. “System Failure: Oil, Futurity, and the Anticipation of Disaster.” South Atlantic Quarterly 106.4 (Fall 2007): 805-823.

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Notes
[1] A poignant example being how Enbridge erased several islands from the Douglas Channel – according to davidsuzuki.org removing “1,000 square kilometers of islands off their route safety video and map to make the oil tanker route look much less treacherous than it actually is.”
[2] Sasha Liley’s edited collection Catastophism (2012) and Eric C. Otto’s monograph, Green Speculations (2012) form two tendential poles to the limits and possibilities of ecological thought today. Catastrophismtrenchantly critiques those forms of politics that draw on the imagination of disaster in an effort to shock a sluggish or complacent population into action; while, Green Speculations affirms the interconnection of science fiction and transformational environmentalism. The former describes catastrophism as either eminently co-optable by the political right (39) or as leading to only moralizing or technocratic solutions (18); while, the latter reads the genre connection between sci-fi and environmental writing, since Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring (1962), as a privileged site to engage the ecological imperative to alter our collective course through history. Though Liley and Otto’s projects appear to turn in different directions, they each take form and genre as their starting point to shaping or critiquing a version of the future based on the limits and possibilities of the present.
[3] See also The Australian Humanities Review special section on “Ecological Humanities” collected by Deborah Rose. In her introduction, Rose writes: “The articles in this issue of Ecological Humanities explore the role and dimensions of writing in this time of environmental change. They seek out the kinds of writing capable of shaking up our culture, and awakening us to new and more enlivened understandings of the world, our place in it, and the situated connectivities that bind us into multi-species communities” (87).
[4] See “Is Global Warming Behind the Polar Vortex.”
[5] Szeman writes, “Technology is figured as just around the corner, as always just on the verge of arriving. Innovation can be hurried along (through increased grants, for instance), but only slightly: technological solutions arrive just in time and never fail to come…History offers no models whatsoever: the fantasy of past coincidence between technological discovery and historic necessity simply reinforces the bad utopianism of hope in technological solutions to the looming end of oil.” (814)
[6] National Geographics’ Aftermath: Populaiton Zero (2008), The History Channel’s Life After People (2008), and the more speculative BBC show The Future is Wild (2003-)
[7] The futurity of plastic is treated in “Plastic Bag” a FutureStates.TV short directed, written, and edited by Ramin Bahrani. The short follows the life of a plastic bag on its way to the pacific garbage gyre, tracing its lifetime well after both its usefulness and the death of its “maker” – the woman who first used it for groceries. It is voiced by Wernor Herzog who concludes the piece with a fantasy about meeting the “maker” one final time to say: “I wish you created me so that I could die.”

[8] “We find this formal strategy on the level of plot, where dialectical contradictions drive forward a process that never suffices itself with positivistic (or satisfying) resolutions: libertarians struggle with neoliberals who struggle with neoconservatives, Buddhists struggle with humanist leftists, philosophers struggle with scientists, capitalism struggles with sustainable development, and luddite politics compete with the ideal of terraforming” (82).

Reactionary Futures: Petrofiction and after Oil

This is the text of a conference paper I delivered at the Canadian Association of Cultural Studies in Waterloo, Ontario January 18th, 2014. I would like to thank the organizers of the conference and my co-panelists Imre Szeman and Adam Carlson.

This paper has two epigraphs:
Because capitalism is compelled to be revolutionary in order to subsist, it is not beyond attempting to facilitate by itself the dissolution of oil geoculture even as it is enamoured of the massive surpluses that accrue from scarcity and oligopoly. Thus, while one must acknowledge the emergence of peak-oil speculative fiction like Kunstler’s World Made By Hand…it too is not beyond the prospect of a missed encounter when one considers how contemporary oil companies are attempting to reinvent themselves as the key to a green future.
 — Peter Hitchcock, “Oil in an American Imaginary”
 
The promise of the future underwrites and legitimizes the bad faith of the present. What makes speculating about energy futures productive is that it highlights all the more powerfully the political fantasies in which literature currently indulges.
 — Imre Szeman, “Literature and Energy Futures”
Peter Hitchcock’s response to Amitav Ghosh’s seminal 1992 essay “Petrofictions” seems to extend a desire found there—not simply for fiction of the oil encounter, but for what one could call petrorealism. In Ghosh’s analogy, the oil encounter does not produce an equivalently rich corpus of novels as the spice encounter (Hitchcock cleverly suggests that sugar and coffee are two commodities that could also function analogously to oil). Indeed, the desire for a realistic petrofiction is fed by both Abdul Munif’s Cities of Salt quintet (1984-1989), discussed by Ghosh, and Upton Sinclair’s Oil! (1927), elaborated by Hitchcock. For Ghosh, the slow and careful details of Munif’s story make it stand out, for instance the oil developers from the U.S. are never named, and instead they are simply referred to as the Americans. Hitchcock’s reading of Oil! also rises and falls in beat with Sinclair’s realistic portrayal of the beginnings of U.S. oil production and dependence. Contra Ghosh, Hitchcock figures oil’s centrality to the American political and cultural imaginary, placing Oil! and Paul Thomas Anderson’s film adaptation There Will Be Blood (2007) as bookends of America’s century; though he posits that “it is oil’s saturation of the infrastructure of modernity that paradoxically has placed a significant bar on its cultural representation” (81). Thus, the dearth Ghosh identifies is not of fictions that figure oil as central to their narrative projects, there are plenty of oil disaster scenarios novels and oil documentaries, but of realistic petroficitons.
To investigate this peculiar brand of what Ghosh and Hitchcock call petrofiction, and the subsequent lack of petrorealism, I take up James Howard Kunstler’s 2008 post-oil novel, World Made by Hand, which simplifies social relations into manageable units and explores a world that has technologically regressed by over 150 years. The novel’s social dimensions present an odd incompatibility between ecological concerns and other emancipatory politics, which I treat as two related forms of desire for a future based on freedom, equality, leisure, plenty, and fulfillment. Here, I will elaborate the ways that this world made by hand operates, peering into its social world and asking what its global imaginary cannot represent. Such a reading of Kunstler might potentially help to situate the limits of this form of imagining and depicting the future after oil within the broader project of identifying, engaging, and periodizing cultural forms as fragments of energy cultures.
Writing on the correspondence between energy and literature, Patricia Yaeger pauses to wonder, “Are the gas station’s empty pumps a premonitory metaphor for resource anxiety, […] Or is an empty gas station just an empty gas station—the halted traveler’s bad luck, the writer’s reality effect?” (306). Rather than the individual confronted with driving on fumes in the hopes of reaching another open gas station, World Made by Hand meditates on the collective response to running entirely out of fuel. In his 2011 article “Farewell to the Drive-In Utopia,” Kunstler’s reflects on a kernel of the ethical-political project that underwrites World Made by Hand:
There are a lot of ways of referring to American-style suburbia, but these days I favor the greatest misallocation of resources in the history of the world. You can say that because it’s clear that we are not going to be able to run it in a very few years ahead as the nation’s oil supply gets more restricted and we have to face the disappointing reality that so-called alternative energy will not come close to offsetting our oil losses. Suburbia therefore represents a living arrangement with no future. (82)
This lack of a plausible way forward is also the motivating crisis for World Made by Hand, which is arguably as much a project to jump start the perceived dying engine of futurity as it is an answer to the question ‘where will we end up after oil?’
Kunstler’s drama of the transition to world without oil throws energy dependence back into the age of wood—neither coal nor the fat of living creatures are employed in the novel. In “Carbon Democracy,” Timothy Mitchell imagines the difference between coal’s “dendritic networks” full of “branches” and “choke points,” and the way oil flows almost like current through “an electrical grid, where there is more than one possible path and the flow of energy can switch to avoid blockages or overcome breakdowns” (408). Mitchell’s figural equivalence neatly demonstrates the double absence in World Made by Hand where Kunstler imagines the breakdown of the global circulation of commodities and resources as the leading cause of civilization regression. Effectively, World Made by Hand stages a post-petrol scenario where human beings come to live in harmony with nature by turning back to a pre-oil dependent life. The apocalypse becomes a solution to the ills of oil dependency and its attendant technologies. The return to a pre-oil, almost pre-lapsarian, narrative, in a logical leap reminiscent of Proudhon’s desire to simply eliminate money, suggests that oil production and consumption must stop in order to save humanity and the Earth—something most on the left would be hard pressed to disagree with and equally hard pressed to enact.
The novel follows the protagonist, Robert Earle, through one eventful summer of his life and what could be considered a turning point for the small community of Union Grove, Washington County, N.Y. The social world of the novel is divided up neatly between four groups: The townsfolk, the New Faithers, the trailer trash, and the plantation workers. The central, seemingly neutral group is the townsfolk. They are led by the protagonist Earle who is a fiddler, carpenter, lover, rationalist, and who eventually becomes the mayor of Union Grove. His carpentry links him to the community, to the novel’s title, and to the resource of choice after oil: wood. That a recent widow’s house burning down acts as a catalyst for Earle to save and subsequently welcome her and her daughter into his home should come as no surprise. Indeed, Earle comes to stand in for municipal life and rational debate. He also acts as a mediating figure between the other groups. One reason that the civic politics he epitomizes have the most potential as a social form is largely because they include professionals and knowledgeable citizenry capable of repairing, rebuilding, diagnosing, treating, and maintaining a healthy population, good shelter, and the democratic process.
The second group encountered in the novel is the New Faithers: a group of refugees from Pennsylvania led by the charming, yet difficult Brother Jobe. The New Faithers are deeply religious; some of their members hail from the military having seen combat in Iraq and Afghanistan. Earle first encounters them as he walks home with his friend Loren after fishing. They learn that the new faith group purchased the old school from the then mayor. The New Faithers slowly convert the building into a veritable rabbit’s warren of rooms. Strikingly they seem to have an obsession with mules (79) as the favoured animal to have in the field—yet another point in the regression to older forms of energy and labour. Brother Jobe and his ilk are not opposed to participating in the life of Union Grove and even help Earle as the story unfolds.
The two remaining varieties of the social are the trailer park and the plantation. The former is lead by Wayne Karp who also runs the dump salvage project and the general goods store. In the first encounter with Karp, Earle describes him as rock ‘n’ roll loving, camouflage-tee wearing, muscled and tough, saying, “on the rare occasions when I saw Wayne, the phrase with his bare hands always echoed in my mind” (42). Earle thus identifies Karp as the central antagonist for his world made by hand. Will it be the carpenter’s hands or the pit fighter’s that shape what is to come? Karp and his followers tend to remain outside of municipal affairs, which becomes a point of conflict in the novel—just after describing Karp, a friend of Earle’s is shot outside of the general store in broad daylight. The murder acts as a catalyst for the complacent townsfolk to form a more cohesive social body and demand justice from Karp—something they fight for over the course of the novel. Indeed, the final social group is introduced because its leader, Stephen Bullock, is the closest thing to an official law maker that they have in the vicinity.
Bullock possesses over 2000 acres of arable land, which he maintains well after the breakdown of American society. He offers protection, food, shelter, and purpose in a working arrangement for any who will have it. Because of his social arrangement—organized and divided labour—he is able to accomplish feats that the other groups can only imagine: he generates electricity, runs motors, and produces fine food and drink—hot dogs, hamburgers, mustard, and cider and whiskey. The novel lists his manufacturing accomplishments when Earle and Brother Jobe visit him: “the creamery, the smokehouse, the brewery, the harness shop, the glass shop, the smithy, the laundry” (78). His relation to Union Grove is opportunistic and seems to be based around the exchange of favours. At one point in the story he is able to help the town solve a water issue by manufacturing a number of concrete sewage pipes, for instance, but only after Earle and some of the New Faithers travel to Albany in search of a lost river crew.
Each of these social groupings indicates that civic life becomes a site of synthesis in the novel. The issues of concern are crime, water, the small practice, marital relations, scavenging, the dump, and commercial comings and goings on the main street. Abiding in an older small town means that the necessary building repair can be done by hand, which makes local decisions and efforts into a combination of post-oil and post-capitalist political and cultural imaginaries. Finally, food is produced from limited supplies locally—corn meal, diary, and honey being easily obtainable; while, sugar and wheat are not. The detail provided about food preparation and meal time is some of the most considered prose in the novel, placing food production and sharing, preparing and repast at the heart of the most memorable relationships and encounters.
Unlike the municipal, both cities and the urban in the novel are figured as containers for everything that won’t fit civilly into Kunstler’s retrograde utopia. Their absence also marks an absence of race, an absence of linguistic and cultural difference, and an absence of coal regime era or later infrastructural and architectural problems—large public works, transportation systems, bridges, skyscrapers, not to mention the impending meltdown of nuclear reactors. Union Grove works as a polis because the novel simply cuts off the excess, opening up a rather gaping blind spot. Here is how one of the New Faithers, Joseph, also an ex-marine describes what is left outside the community walls and the narrative:
There’s grievances and vendettas all around at every level. Poor against whatever rich are left. Black against white. English-speaking against the Spanish. More than one bunch on the Jews. You name it, there’s a fight on. Groups in flight everywhere, ourselves among them. I haven’t seen black folks or Spanish in Union Grove so far. You got any, sir? (149)
And, then how Earle responds:
Some black families lived in that hollow down by the Wayland Union Mill, the old factory village. There was a fellow named Archie Basiltree who worked in the Aubuchon hardware store when we first came. The store is gone and so is Archie. Another black man worked on the county road crew. (149)
Though the end of America was purportedly caused by a terrorist attack, there is little mention of the presumably racial fallout of that here. Instead Joseph’s description divides the U.S. along racial-linguistic lines that don’t entirely take geography or politics into account. Instead, for Joseph the urban signifies with racialized identity and thus strife and conflict. Worse, perhaps, for its blunt, naked honesty is the unintentional truth registered by Earle: There were so few blacks, not to mention Hispanics, or other racialized people or groups, that he could nearly count those he considered non-white by name, or face, on one hand. Why is it that the post-oil future has to be a suspiciously white one as well? Why does focusing on ecological problematics, at least for Kunstler but assuredly for others as well, trigger such a sharp return to unspoken racial and sexual hierarchies? If one can accept the apocalyptic conceit of the novel, then what it gives us is a realistic account of how a small community might go about making decisions in the absence of anything but the memory of legal procedures, property law, and civil rights. The problem with Kunstler’s novel is that he banishes cultural and racial difference from Union Grove—something we can all agree is unnecessary. Just as an aside, he actually repeats the move of Ernst Callenbach in Ecotopia (1975) where even in the titular progressive annexed west coast community blacks and racial others were segregated.
In World Made by Hand, Kunstler places a political bid: that describing and elaborating a different mode of life will give reason enough for people to reflect objectively on the current situation and, crucially, change because of it. For Kunstler, it seems the goal is to make an alternative, green-energy future the only logical conclusion, or the path of least resistance, which is precisely how he describes oil bound culture: “The project of suburbia rolled out as any emergent, self-organizing system will under the right conditions. It elaborated itself as neatly as an algorithm” (“Farewell” 83). But, in attempting to picture the return to a previous model of socio-political organization, World Made by Hand contains a particular conservative logic common to post-apocalyptic fiction and some environmentalist writing that can either be taken up as a maintenance of the status quo (i.e. “humanity can survive, if only things could stay a particular way”) or as political signs of warning (i.e. “if we continue along this path, this destruction is what will come”). The hope, for an author like Kunstler, is that the exercise of imagining and formalizing a post-petrol future will lead to a politics, or at the very least, an ethics for moving beyond our current petroculture, a chance to evaluate and proscribe our present difficulties. But, despite its interesting focus on the municipal and civic life, Kunstler’s novel still falls short of even an imaginary solution to the slick contradictions of the twenty-first century.
Ghosh helps us to read through these blind spots to understand the global imaginary of World Made by Hand. In “Petrofictions,” he names two factors that make a proper petrorealism difficult to imagine, let alone produce:
A) There is a difficulty to writing about oil due to its “slipperiness,” and “the ways in which it tends to trip fiction into incoherence” (141); and
B) “The territory of oil is bafflingly multilingual, for example, while the novel, with its conventions of naturalistic dialogue, is most at home within monolingual speech communities (within nation states, in other words).” (142)
World Made by Hand simply doesn’t live up either of these criteria: first, it simply vanishes oil; and, second, it erases non-identity (the social groups appreciate small differences, but each is head up by a visionary, confident male). Kunstler imagines that the potentiality of terrorism causes a major problem for foreign exchange, which severs the U.S. global relations—no one wants to trade with an overly securitized nation that check every single container coming into its ports. The spatial imaginary of the novel is sharply restricted to the U.S., little word from outside the county, less from outside the state, and no word from outside the country. In this post-petrol scenario any actual complications of geo-politics and the global economy are entirely banished.
The novel’s fantasy hinges on the wonder of forgetting the complexities of modernity, of erasing that haunting feeling that the goods of petroculture come at the price of the exclusion of some and the devastation of future generations, of assuaging the liberal guilt at not maintaining one’s locavore diet. The pandering of Kunstler’s novel posits an energy future in which the coordinates of possibility are still delimited by the shortcomings of the ecological imaginary of the present. Thus the title, World Made by Hand, can be read as a name for the attempt to wrest freedom from necessity and to choose the polis over the global Empire. The real take away is that the production of goods can no longer be electrified by cheap energy, instead, what Kunstler makes clear is that labour returns as the dominant force of production—anyone with knowledge of the Canadian tar sands or natural gas extraction knows that it never fully left. Kunstler, thus, envisions an intensely unproductive make-work project that employs absolutely everybody—without cheap and available energy everything must be accomplished by the labourious work of human hands.
Works Cited
Ghosh, Amitav. “Petrofiction: The Oil Encounter and the Novel.”Incendiary Circumstances. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1992. 138-151.
Hitchcock, Peter. “Oil in an American Imaginary.” New Formations 69 (2010): 81-97.
Kunstler, James Howard. World Made by Hand. New York: Grove Press, 2008.
—. “Farewell to the Drive-In Utopia.” Salmugundi168/169 (Fall 2010/Winter 2011): 82-96.
Mitchell, Timothy. “Carbon Democracy.” Economy and Society 38:3 (2009): 399-432.
Szeman, Imre. “Literature and Energy Futures.” PMLA 126.2 (2011): 323-325.
Yaeger, Patricia. “Editor’s Column: Literature in the Ages of Wood, Tallow, Coal, Whale Oil, Gasoline, Atomic Power, and Other Energy Sources.” PMLA 126.2 (2011): 305-310.

Science Fiction and Post-Apocalyptic Fiction

I gave this paper at MLG-ICS 2013 in Columbus, Ohio. It is a development of my earlier post on Immobility, but here frames some of the problems of that text within the larger problematics of the genre question: post-apocalyptic fiction or science fiction?


The science-fictional world is not only one different in time or place from our own, but one whose chief interest is precisely the difference that such difference makes.

—Carl Freedman, Critical Theory and Science Fiction

Much as the historical novel fascinated the attention of Georg Lukács, science fiction has attracted the attention of Marxist critics for its attentiveness to history and historical movement. What then to make of post-apocalyptic fiction, that rapidly growing set of texts written by genre writers and literary authors alike, authors writing, at times, in the mode of science fiction and the older realism of which Lukács was enamoured? Little has been written specifically engaging post-apocalyptic fiction. James Berger and Evan Calder Williams have separately grappled with the implications of post-apocalyptic film; while, Teresa Heffernan has engaged the shifting valences of apocalyptic culture in the wake of postmodern theory. All three read post-apocalyptic cultural forms as a sign of the waning of the explanatory power of the apocalypse as a narrative that guides and structures meaning today or at least as a sign that its role has changed. I see post-apocalyptic fiction continuing the work of positing a telos to strive towards, but it seems to me that the end point posited by many works in this genre emphasize a reproduction of the present state of things over and above the type of radical break one could anticipate from either science fiction or an apocalyptic event. Indeed, post-apocalyptic fiction seems to arrive at an epistemological limit – things could be different from the present – but instead of crossing it, instead of extrapolating a radically different future, it imagines the continuation of the present ad infinitum.

In order to elaborate this mode, I’d like to make a distinction between the way science fiction figures the present as a historical moment subject to change, and the tendency of U.S. post-apocalyptic fiction to frame the contemporary as a perpetual present. I read the way post-apocalyptic fiction repeatedly dramatizes this limit in relation to critical discussions of science fiction, contrasting the form that enacts the future without difference to the form for thinking the future asdifference. In developing this comparison, I move first to what Mark Bould has dubbed the “Suvin Event” (19); that is, Darko Suvin’s introduction of cognitive estrangement to discussions of the poetics of science fiction. I finish by reading Brian Evenson’s Immobility (2012) through Suvin’s poetics of estrangement to distinguish the inner logics of post-apocalyptic fiction from science fiction and to insist on the need for a constant and rigorous engagement with those novels that represent the stasis of life after the end and the theories of science fiction that insist on and demand that we think of the future.

Science fiction is, and has been, deeply indebted to the social contexts and historical moment from its own present, which it estranges in its extrapolations of the future. The way science fiction generates its extrapolations remains inseparable from its narrative operations as described by Suvin’s still-contested contribution to science fiction studies: cognitive estrangement. Cognitive estrangement describes the displacement of contemporary ideological and material commitments and presuppositions onto a fictional world which appears different from our own in a process that then necessarily allows us to perceive those elements with fresh eyes. So, science fiction is always already, on Suvin’s account, about the present. Within the estranged space-time, the cognitive mode of science fiction plays out a logical narrative, so that technological advancements and characters’ actions and relations develop and operate in rational accordance with the spatio-temporal conceit of the fiction. Cognitive estrangement works on both a formal level and the level of content, as it enables science fiction to warn, diagnose, proscribe, and act as “a mapping of possible alternatives” (12). Suvin argues that a common method for accustoming a reader to a new space and time was to “have the hero or heroine define it for the reader by growing into it” (79). The mediation of the protagonist, then, allows the reader to slowly come to terms with the estranging situation.

While science fiction remains punctuated by moments of radical difference, I argue, the apocalyptic event of post-apocalyptic fiction tends to resonate as a difference that makes no difference. Translating Suvin’s reading of science fiction characters, the narrative strategy of having characters grow into the world stands out as a hallmark of post-apocalyptic fiction as well. But, rather than emphasizing difference and extrapolation, post-apocalyptic fiction tends depict a return to the all too familiar. The movement from apocalypse to reproduction describes the impasse that lies at the heart of post-apocalyptic narrative form. The apocalyptic event is an alibi, a dead letter, a formal placeholder preventing radical difference, keeping any real event at bay. If this is the case, then the estrangement of post-apocalyptic fiction doesn’t herald the advent of some new content or reveal any alternatives to the present, but exists purely in a formal capacity as accumulated formal sediment from earlier moments of science fiction, a generic residue of previous nows that continues to radiate meaning by structuring post-apocalyptic narratives. Which brings us to my question: what is at stake in a form that seems best read as science fiction, but under closer scrutiny is so in name only?

Evenson’s Immobilityoffers a glimpse of the operations and politics of post-apocalyptic fiction. The world of Evenson’s novel, full of complexities that are never fully revealed, is focalized through the central character, who wakes from a stasis-like deep freeze at the novel’s start. The starting point of the novel’s meditation on immobility is that of the paraplegic protagonist, who cannot use his legs and is told he needs to receive a drug-cocktail shot to his spine every twenty-four hours in order to slow its deterioration and stave off his encroaching death. The novel follows this disabled amnesiac across a torn and hostile post-nuclear landscape as he is carried by two special clones, a.k.a. “mules,” designed to heft a burden for several days before deteriorating beyond use. While the novel is named for the character’s own paralysis, it also flags the way communities in the novel seem to be trapped between extinction and reproduction.

The novel thinks several ways out of stasis that form both an itinerary of the novel’s narrative movement and a set of future possibilities. In terms of its narrative form, Immobilitycan be described as the movement through a set of estranging episodes, each linked by the focalizing character’s journey from one to the next: 1. Survival; 2. Long Term Solutions; 3. Extinction; 4. Difference; and, 5. Reproduction. In what follows, I move through each of these scenes, which at the same time promise different alternatives for the protagonist. Through each of these spaces, the novel presents a world where one can never be sure what will survive and return, indeed one bit of advice often repeated is “Always remove the head” (232). In this way, the novel provides instructions for how to read it through its estranging prose and makes its relation to cognitive estrangement central in measuring it against the operations of science fiction.

The first estranging situation, survival, blends familiarity with unease as it establishes the movement of both the protagonist and the plot. The novel opens with the main character waking to confusion – he eventually remembers his name is Joseph Horkai. We know that he has been in deep freeze storage, has been tasked with a mission for his “community,” and is unlike any of the people within this community. One benefit of this difference is his ability to withstand the hostile, post-apocalyptic environment outside. Horkai remains uncertain about his identity, whereabouts, history, and whether he can or should trust anyone. He writes a note to himself to make sense of his situation. It should be noted that his first reaction to the others around him is violent and hostile, but he is pacified and before he can learn any more about his past or his identity, he is tasked with retrieving a stolen item, “seeds,” from a place called Granite Mountain. Since he cannot walk, he is carried by the aforementioned mules.

The next scene, long-term solutions, hinges on a long term solution. Horkai discovers that the others who are holding the stolen item are just like him; this has the effect of intensifying the level of estrangement just at the moment when Horkai and the reader begin to understand more of the world around him. The reason he was selected for the mission becomes slightly less opaque – these others can withstand the outside, look like him, and greet him as a companion. Under Granite Mountain, there are a number of others frozen in storage, and Mahonri, the one who greets him, explains that the procedure of leaving one sentinel out while the remaining beings sleep allows them to guard a number of preserved seeds. In other words, the freezing extends their lives and their stewardship hopefully long enough to witness a return of flora and, with it, humanity. For a moment, here, the future seems uncertain: Horkai could attempt to retrieve the stolen item from the deep freeze or stay along with Mahonri and help them in their temporal bid to restart the experiment of life on Earth. Ultimately, and violently, Horkai maintains fidelity to his “community,” brutally killing Mahonri in his sleep and escaping with the stolen seeds. But, he doesn’t take the grisly advice to “remove the head,” Mahonri revives and gives chase. One narrative possibility for the future, staying with those like him, gives way to another, flight through the wracked countryside, and Horkai finds himself moving on to a third configuration of estrangement and another possible future.

The novel accounts for each situation from within a new set of uncertainties, which act as a rewiring of the novel’s estrangement that sends jolts back to the start of the novel. Horkai escapes, the mules expire, and he tries to drag himself the rest of the way home. Much of this interstitial section is narrated in fragments filtered through Horkai’s delirium. During this scenario, he is visited by at least one group and one individual: the first take some of his precious treasure and the second rescues him and nurses him back to health. Between both encounters we learn about the stakes of Horkai’s mission – the stolen container holds not seeds but frozen fertilized human eggs. Horkai has in his hands the potentiality of an ambivalent future; here the novel deepens its debt to a science fictional setting and operations, and clearly reveals its investment in questions of futurity and reproduction. Horkai, a distinctly different entity, though not singularly so, holds the reproduction of a particular community in his hands. The significance of his power over the future connects to the previous situation, where Mahonri planned to use the fertilized eggs in the distant future. The novel has been working through both different spaces and different futures simultaneously: the community needs the eggs now; while, Mahonri needs them should the planet become hospitable once more. Both possibilities mark the novel’s concern with limits to the future and how integral reproduction – sexual, social, and, as we shall see, ideological – is to maintaining a particular shape of the present.

The narrative regains coherence once Horkai is safe and we enter the next scene, extinction. He learns that he is not paralyzed after all from his saviour, Rykte; the injections he received from the community were responsible for his immobility in the first place. The tension in this section escalates when members of Horkai’s community find them and beg him to return. He now faces a variant of stasis: extinction; that is, to follow Rykte and let the humans die. Again, he decides to return, but not without wondering: “Is Rykte right…is it better for humanity to die out?” (227). The novel’s insistence seems to be that though many alternatives confront the protagonist, in the form of contrasting versions of the future, he cannot veer from his path. Here the post-apocalyptic drive towards a difference that makes no difference at all accelerates as Horkai’s leaves Rykte bound for the community.

The fourth scene, difference, marks the closest that post-apocalyptic fiction comes to science fiction in Evenson’s novel and is also the clearest point of their divergence. On his way back to the community, Horkai is sidetracked by a strange building he remembers from a moment of delirium. What he discovers marks both the most opaque moment in the novel, a moment the novel itself cannot seem to resolve, and the closest Horkai comes to deviating from his path and breaking the cycle of stasis:

He moved carefully forward, rifle ready. The body was relatively recent, not the desiccated corpses he’d seen while travelling with the mules. It was naked. A stake had been hammered into its chest. It was extremely pale and hairless, just like him. He could not tell if it was a man or a woman; the facial features were ambiguous and the hips could have belonged to a boyish girl or an effeminate man. It had what looked like the beginnings of breasts, but the body itself was chubby and the nipples looked more like those of a man than a woman. Between the legs was no sex, neither male nor female, but instead a strange gelatinous casing that seemed to have been extruded from the flesh itself. He bent to have a closer look, but couldn’t figure their purpose. He was just reaching out to touch them when the creature opened one eye. (231)

The moment of the strangest occurrence is followed immediately by the moment Horkai’s decision to return to the community is the sharpest. Horkai thinks, “Back to the original purpose . . . focus Horkai” (232). Here stands the strongest example of how the novel tends to shrink away from difference, to yearn for more of the same, and to reject an as yet unknowable future, which places it squarely outside the progressive, even radical, tendencies of SF.

Given Horkai’s decision to turn away from the most radically unknowable difference in the novel, the twist at the end is almost unsurprising: Horkai completes his mission and is forcibly sequestered back into the deep freeze. A short fifth section, and reproduction may not be quite the right name for it, concludes the novel, ending with the line: “Ah, he thought, just before the sudden inrush of extreme cold. I’ve been in storage. They must just be waking me up” (253). At this moment in the novel, a comment of Fredric Jameson’s refreshes itself, “a narrative must have an ending, even if it is ingeniously organized around the structural repression of ending as such” (283). While the overt lesson of the novel’s closure seems to be one about political attachment and faith, its true lesson, about aesthetic-epistemological limits to imagining the future, arrives as the cycle apparently starts over again in the image what came before.

Horkai’s return to the community measures the depth of collective belonging as the ending of Immobility insists on the reproduction of a certain set of relations. The takeaway of this approach to post-apocalyptic fiction is that the genre seems to be about arriving at epistemological limits in a positive sense; it thinks of the future based upon the present as more of the same. Indeed this is part of the takeaway for science fiction, too, which always has a penchant for allowing us to think the present as history. But, as I have been arguing here, post-apocalyptic fiction is not science fiction, though it may seem to operate like it. Post-apocalyptic fiction preoccupies itself with managing and containing difference. A rephrasing of Freedman’s statement, that science fiction is a genre that thinks the difference that difference makes, could be that “post-apocalyptic fiction is about the difference that makes no difference at all.” Thus, I would suggest that what Evenson’s novel so wonderfully captures is not only the universal stuck-ness and stasis of our contemporary, global condition, but the immobility that lies at the heart of the post-apocalyptic genre itself. That Horkai is a character apart marks the hidden class relations at the heart of the novel and, simultaneously, a dialectical reversal of its title: Horkai is not immobile; he is precisely the most mobile character in the novel and as such is able to witness and engage in the most situations and offer the fullest account of what is happening in the world. Horkai marks the novel’s collective sub-text as a deeply classed, often masculine, and (hetero)normative desire for the future to resemble the present along either the lines of the reproduction of the community.

Thinking of post-apocalyptic fiction as a genre distinct from science fiction does offer an additional moment of clarity with which to understand Horkai’s encounter with unassimilable difference.Immobility treats the present as history caught in stasis, marking a reversal of the narrative intent framed by apocalyptic revelation – from the break and rupture issues not a new situation, but a return of what came before. Unlike science fiction, post-apocalyptic fiction doesn’t map possible alternatives; it only seems to hold open the space for such mapping to take place. This openness is especially clear in Horkai’s strange encounter: one only knows that there is a path not taken, and not what content would fill that particular future. A generous reading of the novel would see this as the trace of what could be a future outside of stasis – a radically feminist, queer future. Immobility symptomatically suggests that a better future exists and,crucially, that seeing a path to that future, recognizing it, or knowing it, will absolutely not bring it about. This is the central problem of the text – how is it that we can encounter the very limit of our own thought and capacities and miss the chance to act? When Horkai encounters the alien being there is no level of cognitive estrangement present that can frame it reasonably within his or our own understanding, and instead we get an attempt to place the figure within the physical embodied realm of reproduction. Rather than push the limits of thought and action, Horkai returns to the familiar, dramatizing a contemporary epistemic and ontological problem. Post-apocalyptic fiction, in short, replaces science fiction’s tendency for cognitive estrangement with an estrangement of social and sexual reproduction that forms both the ultimate description and limit of its problematic.

Notes
Berger, James. 1999. After the End: Representations of the Post Apocalypse. Minneapolis: U of Minnesota P.
Bould, Mark and China Miévill Eds. 2009. Red Planets. Eds. Middletown: Wesleyan UP.
Evenson, Brian. 2012. Immobility. New York: Tor Books.
Freedman, Carl. 2000. Critical Theory and Science Fiction. Middletown: Wesleyan UP.
Heffernan, Teresa. 2008. Post-Apocalyptic Culture: Modernism, Postmodernism, and the Twentieth-Century Novel. Toronto: U of Toronto P.
Jameson, Fredric. 2005. “Progress versus Utopia, or, Can We Imagine the Future?” Archaeologies of the Future: The Desire Called Utopian and Other Science Fictions. New York: Verso. 281-295.
Suvin, Darko. 1979. Metamorphoses of Science Fiction: Poetics of a Genre. New Haven: Yale UP.

Willams, Evan Calder. Combined and Uneven Apocalypse. Zero Books, 2011.

Old and New Americas

It is less useful to gawk at the “ungraspable” numinous essence of the frontier than it is to analyze how the West has been symbolized, and to consider the historical, ethical, and ideological ramifications of such symbolizations.
— David M. Higgins

To move into and across “empty” spaces…is to occupy and claim those spaces.
— Carl Abbott
The representation of the frontier in David Brin’s The Postman (1985) and Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West (1985) not only allows for a critique of the “old” ideological strength of frontier imaginaries, but also opens up questions of the “new” return of these imaginaries during the end of the cold war at the height of the entrenchment of neolibrialism in the United States. The Postman and Blood Meridian operate on both old and new registers at once: each novel’s historical register can be seen largely through the imaginary of the frontier and the historical moment known as the 1980s. In these novels, the frontier is the mediating factor for a history in what once was a push into the space of west is now a push of deregulation and the free market (with their own hidden or obscured spatial attachments). These novels, in markedly different ways, recast the question of the frontier, presenting an opportunity for a political reading that traces the various “old” forms of violence within these novels through frontier history back to their source in a global economy now become neoliberal. This is not to say The Postman and Blood Meridian represent the frontier or their own period in precisely same way; for the former, the strategy remains largely embedded within a narrative frame that reveals how the development of relationships, in this case those of the liberal subject, works by displacing them onto an imagined future. There, the social relations giving way to a shrinking of the state and free market ideology are restaged in the displaced environment of the post-catastrophe west. While in the latter, the narrative strategy is one of disclosure: a de-romanticization of the frontier myth through a fictional situation which plays out the violent dispossession and murder of all parties opposing or merely in the way of Glanton’s gang. Blood Meridian simultaneously rewrites a history of the frontier as it generates a spatial mapping and details a process of accumulation in the west.
Before working through a reading of novels I would also like to put Fredrick Jackson Turner’s frontier thesis on the table. Turner’s thesis posited that American development could not be entirely explained by production in the east, but had to take into account “the existence of an area of free land, its continuous recession and the advance of American settlement westward” (qtd, in Walsh 11). According to Turner, the disappearance of the frontier “closed the first period of American history” (qtd. in Walsh 12). In her 1981 study The American Frontier Revisited, Margaret Walsh points out that there are three ways of considering the frontier: “firstly as a condition or as unused resources awaiting exploitation, secondly as a process of recurring stages of settlement, and finally as a specific location or geographic region” (13). Walsh puts pressure on the implications of this within Turner’s argument asking, does freeness simply mean empty or does it mean available at little or no cost? She finds neither satisfactory as these lands were not empty and their seizure entailed an exchange marred by continuing deep inequalities.
Indeed, Turner’s thesis maintains a logical similarity to the Marxian concept of uneven development. Uneven development reads the contradiction of the accumulation of wealth by the capitalist class through the exploitation of the working class geographically, so that particular zones of capital accumulation appear to be more sophisticated or developed than other zones precisely because of their deeper exploitation of the latter. For David Harvey geographical unevenness causes a differentiated return on investment meaning that as different places compete with one another to attract investment this unevenness deepens, staging one local, regional, or national class against others (295). The frontier can be read as a particular zone of lesser development that was consumed in the process of its “Americanization,” to use Turner’s term, for cheap resources and land. The other side of this, something allegoically present in both novels, is the way in which the offshoring of production connected with neoliberal free markets continued the process of “Americanization” that Turner first registered until the label of the “frontier” (which in no way is meant to think the spread of national spaces necessarily as identical with the intimately related subsumption of spaces and peoples under global capital).
the postman as the return of the liberal subject
The Postman follows Gordon Krantz, mounting a liberal political-philosophical development as character development: from a Lockean state of nature, through to the birth of the liberal subject, and then on to the development of a social contract. The first state is short lived: as Krantz is robbed by some bandits but finds personal safety inside of an abandoned, hidden postvan. Here he muses on his situation, “Post-Chaos America had no tradition but survival. In his travels, Gordon had found that some isolated communities welcomed him in the same way minstrels had been kindly received far and wide in medieval days. In others, wild varieties of paranoia reigned. Even in those rare cases where he had found friendliness, where decent people seemed willing to welcome a stranger, Gordon had always, before long, moved on. Always, he found himself beginning to dream again of wheels turning and things flying in the sky” (33). This passage captures the first stage of the novel, and it also displays Brin’s layered narrative style where we can read Krantz’s observations as if they were his own through the mediation of a narrator. Krantz is always “finding” things are a certain way, which works against the frontier fantasy of starting anew.
The next stage of the postman’s progress involves a curious lie. In order to be accepted by small groups and communities, such as the town of Oakridge, Oregon, Krantz claims that he is a postman from the “Restored United States” and that he is one of the first sent to re-establish a line of communication. When challenged about his authority Krantz replies, “Gordon Krantz of the United States Postal Service. I’m the courier assigned to re-establish a mail route in Idaho and lower Oregon, and general inspector for the region” (76). It remains clear that no such restored body politic exists. Here, Krantz lies to be fed and eventually to gain consent for a restored mail route. The interesting consideration for us is that lies that are nation-building cease being lies at a critical point and become reality; as Krantz circulates the mail and his lies about a “Restored United States” reach more people they start to believe in his cause. Their belief is strong enough to allow people to change their behaviour and enact Krantz‘s lies, making them come true—the social contract is reborn.
Krantz sutures existing social relationships, forming a coalition between townspeople, a group of scientists called the Servants of Cyclops, and eventually a group of peaceful farms from South Oregon. Feeling the pressure of his lies, Krantz considers abandoning the coalition, but an emergent conflict intervenes. Just as he is about to abandon his position as postman, the Holnists – a gang of lawless toughs – attack the seat of the coalition’s power: Corvallis, Oregon. Krantz responds by diving into battle: “Gordon had no illusions that he was a real leader. It was his image that held the Army of the Willamette together…his legendary authority as the Inspector—a manifestation of the nation reborn” (200). The characters feel the symbolic power endowed to Krantz by his postman uniform immediately and explicitly: the power vested in the uniform signals the lurking power of the nation that is actively imagined by Krantz as a still-available form for mobilizing bodies and harbouring belonging.
This movement of narrative focalization, from individual, to town, to state, although always centred on Krantz, is expanded on at the closing of the book: Krantz dreams of California and what survivors it may hold. The novel stages a broad series of events in the development of the liberal state working through the state of nature, the idea of the social contract, the formation of alliances against common enemies, and the expansion of the space of the state (both in the sense of territorial expansion and ideological expansion). A set of social relations are unfolding subtly at the same time under a developing mode of production. Here the development of liberal political-philosophy is shadowed stage by stage as the political economy of the collective moves from subsistence survival, to the reproduction of daily life, and then on to the possibility of full-scale agriculture and production within the diegesis of the novel. The fantasy of starting anew and yet replaying the stages of historical development that led to our historical present conjuncture marks the novel’s attempt to meditate on a different future. It does so in the sense that the displacement of the liberal narrative onto an imagined future space, despite its ideological residues, still attempts to imagine that this narrative future could be a better one. Which, it turns out, is the opposite of the drive in Blood Meridian, which instead re-imagines the past in its sheer brutality.
blood meridian an alternative history of the west
Some critics of McCarthy’s novel argue that it reworks a history of the south west that struggles to overcome the deeply racialized ideological oppositions that most frequently characterize frontier imaginaries. Billy Stratton argues that McCarthy’s treatment of the “emblematic mythico-historical themes” of the frontier “deconstructs the conventional narrative of the Western adventure novel that Blood Meridian initially seems modeled after” (152). Historian Neil Campbell reads Blood Meridian as an accurate representation of frontier history over and above Turner’s thesis: “According to Turner’s influential analysis, the frontier signified advancing waves of conflict across a wide and ever moving geographic plain where the social Darwinistic contest between Euro-American and Indigenous cultures took place, at the same time demarcating the boundaries for the symbolic ‘meeting place between savagery and civilization’” (qtd in Stratton 155).
Unlike The Postman, where the opening sharply displays the fantasy at the heart of some apocalypse survival stories, it is the ending of Blood Meridian to which I turn for an interpretive opening onto its gruesome exegesis. This passage comes at the end of the entire work, recalling the movement of Glanton and his gang, the bizarre archival activities of Judge Holden, and the horrible end faced by the kid; that is to say, it remains a critical tool for glancing into the registers of the text. I quote at length:
In the dawn there is a man progressing over the plain by means of holes which he is making in the ground. He uses an implement with two handles and he chucks it into the hole and he enkindles the stone in the hole with his steel hole by hole striking the fire out of the rock which God has put there. On the plain behind him are the wanderers in search of bones and those who do not search and they move haltingly in the light like mechanisms whose movements are monitored with escapement and pallet so that they appear restrained by prudence or reflectiveness which has no inner reality and they cross in their progress one by one that track of holes that runs to the rim of the visible ground and which seems less the pursuit of some continuance than the verification of a principle, a validation of sequence and causality as if each round and perfect hole owed its existence to the one before it there on that prairie upon which are the bones and the gatherers of bones and those who do not gather. He strikes fire in the hole and draws out his steel. Then they all move on again. (337)
In the passage, the man’s progress is not only marked by interplay between a metric and logic of extraction, the narrative offered around this sequence of extraction draws out a level of possibility within the passage which posits several categories for subjectivity: First, there is the man progressing; then, the wanderers in search of bones and those who do not search marked by their posture of restraint by prudence or reflectiveness,; finally, there are the bones, the gatherers of bones, and those who do not gather.
The Epilogue plays out the novel in meta-fictional miniature: Glanton’s gang are those who search, of course they include or generate their opposite, those who do not search, who remain static. Straton points out that the phrase, “and they rode on” is the most repeated one in the novel—it occurs more than thirty times. The last, short sentence of the epilogue explicitly states: “Then they all move on again.” The Epilogue also considers the repetition of the phrase in the novel through the digging of the fence posts, which each signify the next in a series and together construct a limit—property. This spatial-temporal relation is entrenched by the form of the passage on the level of the sentence—the process is described first in a long figurative Faulkner-esque sentence, and then encapsulated and serialized in the repetition of the phrase “He strikes fire in the hole and draws out his steel.” And then, of course, they all move on.

But this moving on is also a violent making room for what follows historically. The bones have been found, now they ontologically are and are being gathered by some but not by all. This uneven relation implies the Marxist category of primitive accumulation—a process characterized by the gathering of resources, here bones, until the sheer accumulation in the hands of a single set of individuals inaugurates the constitution of the exploiting class as can be seen in the number of bones (i.e. quantity) dialectically shape the formation of a new class (i.e. quality). In the passage at the very limit of the book this process is cast and recast as what was only just now described as quality – a new class – becomes quantity once more – serialization.
The Epilogue stands in as the centre piece for a reading of Blood Meridian interested in the implicit process of primitive and capitalist accumulation within an imaginary of the frontier, and its history, which is not to say Blood Meridian is history, but rather it is committed to thinking about how historical change takes place on two registers: a history of the frontier and a history of the present. In his opus on science fiction and theories of genre, Darko Suvin writes, “the spatial dominions of even the largest feudal landowner are finite: capital, the new historical form of property…has in principle no limits in extrapolated time” (73)—as an aside, financialization and debt both stand in as definite temporal limits, but that’s for another paper. For Blood Meridian, the “spatial dominions” of the frontier are finite as well, even as Turner noted in his famous frontier thesis. What Blood Meridian neatly, quickly accomplishes here is a crystallization of the development of the American west as a moment of primitive accumulation in the history of capitalist development.
considerations
Where Brin’s novel imagines a future history, McCarthy’s novel operates both as a sort of history leading to the present and an expose of the violence that lead up to western development, that is why the closing of the novel, which is also the fencing off of the frontier, remains so crucial for both novels. The answer to the question these novels generate, that is how do these novels write back to and about the 19th century American frontier, sounds rather straight-forward in retrospect: the frontier remains so persistent in 1984 because the ideological oppositions remained unsolved, because the driving force of capitalist expansion is recasting itself anew in the neoliberalization of the state and the market. The frontier persists as a key category for American imaginaries because it still captures the motor of capitalist expansion, whose movement always seeks new zones to make productive of capital (that is the valorization of capital in the Volume 1 sense through the exploitation of labour power in production and social reproduction that then generates surplus capital).
The American west, north-west and Mexican border region, stand as both zones in which capital can be allegorically represented and where it sought out new means and forces of production—from space to perform its operations and build its infrastructure to resources that fueled that expansion. These spaces were never empty zones from which to pull free resources or settle lands. In the fictional space of the American west within these novels, as well as the contemporary historical moment from which they emerged, there is no “outside” space. These spaces have already been worked over, torn up, and reconstituted. Capital as a total system with varying degrees of development requires and makes possible the graphically harsh violent relations of the frontier, and the insidious systemic violence of the system that made and remade the American west and that made and remade the seemingly free and open global south during the 1980s. Both The Postman and Blood Meridian, as much as they engage in the history of the frontier, can be read as attempts to think the present historically. Both attempt to think beyond closure either by representing a form of future history like The Postman or by formally intervening at limit point of the novel like Blood Meridian. Fredric Jameson, writing in 1982, argues that “closure or the narrative ending is the mark of that boundary or limit beyond which thought cannot go” (283). This is the contradiction I would like to end with, that in recognizing a real limit we can identify “where thought cannot go” and thus generate a sort of utopian moment: a utopian moment that is a negative version of the frontier where empty space is not so much what is clearly stretching out ahead, but that future form of relations so impossible it cannot be imagined, which is not to say that in trying to imagine it will we fail . . .
* – Originally  presented in Waterloo, Ontario at the Congress of the Social Sciences and Humanities in a joint session of the Association of Canadian College and University Teachers of English/ Canadian Association for American Studies panel American Literature’s New Frontiers (28 May 2012).
Notes
Abbott, Carl. “Bigger Than Texas!” Frontiers Past and Future: Science Fiction and the American West. Lawrence, UP of Kansas, 2006. 176-187.
Brin, David . The Postman. (New York: Bantam Spectra, 1985).
Harvey, David. Justice, Nature and the Geography of Difference. Oxford: Basil Blackwell, 1996.
Higgins, David M. “Science Fiction and American Wests.” Science Fiction Studies. 35.1 (2008): 105-109.
Jameson, Fredric. “Progress Versus Utopia.” Archaeologies of the Future: The Desire Called Utopia and Other Science Fictions. (New York: Verso, 2005). 281-295.
McCarthy, Cormac. Blood Meridian, or, The Evening Redness in the West. New York: Vintage, 1985.
Suvin, Darko. Metamorphoses of Science Fiction. New Haven: Yale UP, 1979.
Stratton, Billy J. “‘el brujo es un coyote’: Taxonomies of Trauma in Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian.” Arizona Quarterly 67.3 (Autumn 2011): 151-172.
Turner, Fredrick Jackson. The Significance of the Frontier in American History. (Ann Arbor: University Microfilms, 1966).
Walsh, Margaret. The American Frontier Reconsidered. London: MacMillan, 1981.

We Still Need the Women’s Army *

You can watch the whole movie here. * – Originally presented at a panel of the Canadian Comparative Literature Association “Realism and Utopia in Cold War Cinema” on 27 May 2012

The uprising is set in the future, and it follows a successful socialist revolution. At a moment of deepening crisis, when progressive movements are confronted by a cacophony of claims that we have reached the end of history, of ideology, of utopia, [Born in Flames] is significant in its juxtaposition of the shortcomings of traditional left politics with the ongoing dream of a better future.
—Peter Fitting
 
I don’t want to tell a story. I have no story to tell. I have problems to figure out. 
—Lizzie Borden
It remains difficult to settle on any one particular scene or moment in Lizzie Borden’s 1983 film, Born in Flames, with which to open a discussion of the film. Marked as it is by its fragmentary nature—its resistance of narrative structure and commitment to representing multiple plots through varied standpoints—Born in Flames neatly refuses to be summarized through any of its constitutive parts. In an interview with Anne Friedberg, Borden attests to the film’s difficulty: “Two things I was committed to with the film were questioning the nature of narrative…and creating a process whereby I could release myself from my own bondage in terms of class and race” (43). Its take on both categories—narrative and collectivity— remains its internal strength.
Two questions that we can answer rather quickly about the film are the where, we are in the socialist democracy of the U.S.A.; and the when, ten years after a peaceful revolution. True to its form, the film opens with a celebratory voice-over detailing the victories of the socialist state followed with a series of scenes in which poverty and destitution sublate the speaker’s jubilation. A program accompanying the film explains this sublation: “The Social Democratic Party that the women had supported had not fulfilled its promises. The women in the film are not anti-socialist. In fact, they see themselves as the true socialists, whose hopes for an egalitarian society have been destroyed” (qtd. in Friedberg 37). It is the repeated and continuing process of sublation that marks both the film’s importance to a history of feminist cinema, described by Teresa de Lauretis (155), and the continuation of a Marxist-feminist project of abolishing gender, as much as abolishing capitalist social relations, articulated by Maya Andrea Gonzalez (223).
A quick gloss of the film, which took five years to make on a budget of $40, 000, is best accomplished by discussing particular spaces and groups within the film, rather than by summarizing its series of events. There are several dominant groups from the punk-poetic Radio Ragazza to the empowering Phoenix Radio—these two stations merge later in the film operating out of stolen U-Haul trucks—to the educated female editors of the Socialist Youth Review, to various striking organizations—secretaries and women out of work—and then of course there is Women’s Army itself. These groups are represented in a sometimes sporadic and rapidly cut way almost always with music playing in the background—The Crayons’ “Born in Flames” being a near constant presence throughout. In this way the film generates the outlines of a set of relations which are heavily represented, yet not narrativized.
Often operating in what Alexandra Juhaz and Jesse Lerner describe as a “fake documentary” mode, the film does not account for the origin of some of its shots. In particular shots of the Women’s Army and intimate moments between its organizers are often grainy and blue, implying a security or spy camera capturing the shot. While the origin of the footage remains unclear, this formal element resists the impulse to read this film as a singular narrative about the struggles of one political entity and encourages a reading that takes the social totality, in a Hegelian sense, into account. For instance, in a series of scenes that raise the specter of internationalism by taking place in North Africa, one organizer goes to learn about the struggle of women. In these scenes the film is a very fuzzy blue with a strange overlay print. This footage seems to come from some sort of spy network, but on a practical level it is clear that the particular appearance of these shots are a budgetary solution to shooting these scenes off-location—that is somewhere in New York rather than on location in Africa. Still, the film never claims to be documentary in form, insisting rather on being read as a specific configuration of scenes and events rather than as a particular filmic genre.
The turning point of the film, a moment when the Women’s Army moves from a marginal group interested in a politics often pushing up against its own limit—anti-rape bike squads, home care, child care, women’s advocacy, etc.—to a moment when they take up arms in the cause of radical equality, comes with the death of organizer Adelaide Norris. Norris stands as the closest thing the film has to a central figure. A butch, homosexual, black woman, who grew up caring for her younger siblings, Norris is laid off from her construction job, making her a central race, class, and gender contact point for the Women’s Army to rally around. Her death, a deeply allegorical moment of the film due in a large part to its interpretation as suicide by the state and as a political assassination by the Women’s Army, marks the film’s struggle against standard narrative forms—in a sense Norris was too representative to continue within the anti-narrative frame of the film. Born in Flames posits that the individual subject should not and cannot be the central force or focus of a feminist-cinema or of anti-capitalist, feminist revolutionary action.
The set of historical conditions that gave rise to Born in Flames do not limit, but extend, its political import to the present. Similarly, de Lauretis is not surprised by the emergence of the film at this point in history—“a time when severe social regression and economic pressures (the so-called ‘feminization of poverty’) belie the self-complacency of a liberal feminism enjoying its modest allotment of institutional legitimating” (166). She argues that the success of a swash of commercial “woman’s films” at the time was won at the price of “reducing the contradictory complexity…of concepts such as sexual difference, the personal is political, and feminism itself” (166). It is crucial to note that Born in Flames arrives on the scene after two successive moments of feminist film culture: one of “affirmative action in behalf of women as social subjects” and the other of negativity in the form of “radical critique of patriarchy and bourgeois culture” (154). For de Lauretis, this echo resounds through conversations surrounding feminism and cinema in the mid-to-late 70s, where one side called for “immediate documentation” and “positive images of women” the other side “insisted on rigorous formal work on the medium—or better,” suggests de Lauretis, an understanding of “the cinematic apparatus” as a “social technology” (155).
According to Laura Mulvey, the first period was “marked by the effort to change the content of cinematic representation” i.e. realistic portrayals of women engaged in real-life activities, and the second, a moment much more focused on forms of representation and the “use of and interest in the aesthetic principles and terms of reference provided by the avant-garde tradition” (qtd. in de Lauretis 155). Still following Mulvey, this second moment deemed that in “foregrounding the process itself” the spectator’s attention would be drawn away from a now disrupted aesthetic unity towards the “means of production of meaning” (qtd. in de Lauretis 155). But, as de Lauretis shows, were we to take this imperative to intervene on a formal level seriously—that is to extend this intervention—we would encounter yet another level of mediation, a new contradiction. Namely, that to consider feminist cinema or feminist aesthetics in the first place is, according to de Lauretis, “to remain caught in the master’s house” (158). Rather than take this as an aporia, de Lauretis insists that “feminist theory should now engage in the redefinition of aesthetic and formal knowledge” (158). For us, the question then becomes how Born in Flames organizes a symbolic space in such a way that it addresses its spectator as a woman, regardless of the gender of the viewers, and how this aesthetic and epistemological question extends from gender to race and to class? (160).
I have already indicated that the answer to this question lies in the film’s formal apparatus with its near constant sublation of what is represented. The film’s form is due in part to its production—a collaborative process between Borden, actors, and feminist community organizers who largely played themselves in the film, often improvising their lines and discussions (Lane 127). Largely self-aware, if not self-conscious, Born in Flames takes up the question of feminist representation by resisting both the purely positive and entirely negative formal categories detailed by Mulvey. This is not to celebrate the film’s approach to production and cinema as a set approach, or as a one size fits all political strategy, rather it is to highlight the specific historical situation that produced this film, and to begin to ask question about how it unfolds dialectically. According to Christina Lane, in Feminist Hollywood, Born in Flames found Borden as a “self-identified feminist interested in pushing the representational limits of women’s experiences” (128). Lane describes the film as “a kaleidoscope of women’s perspectives” (128) and de Lauretis argues the film posits a radical form of difference, elsewhere too often plastered over by liberal discourses of multiculturalism and the celebration of difference for difference’ sake, that is, difference as a solely positive term.
Difference, both in the film and for de Lauretis, becomes a crucial term here. She answers the central question of the female spectator, asked above, arguing that the film holds “the spectator across a distance, projecting towards her its fiction like a bridge of difference” (165). This “bridge of difference,” for de Lauretis, is built through the film’s “barely coherent narrative, its quick-paced shots and sound montage, the counterpoint of image and word, the diversity of voices and languages, and the self-conscious science-fictional frame of the story” which leads me to ask what she means by difference in this context (165). de Lauretis claims that what gives her a place in the film is the contradiction of her history and the political-personal difference within herself (165). Difference here is meant not in terms of liberal, multicultural tolerance, but as an intensely dialectical and laboriously negative term: what de Lauretis identifies in the film is that capital no longer organizes the proletariat in terms of identity so a negative definition of difference through exploitation and domination becomes the way towards collective struggle (Gonzalez 220). Born in Flames, I argue, represents both sides of the feminist aesthetic divide—activism and rigorous critique—not as separate approaches, but as intimately related ones. I do not mean to suggest that they can simply be held together, forced to remain still, but rather that it is in the process of their antagonism that something like politics can hope to emerge. This emergence, or rather these emergences, mark utopian moments in the film. Moments where we begin to glimpse not only the next set of contradictions, but how even those might be sublated.
Utopia itself as a category stands as the most radical form of difference, a negation of the present set of social relations and an overturning of political-economy. What is at stake here, in thinking about the radical difference at the heart of Born in Flames is its deep commitment to holding open the possibility of utopia. It is very clearly not utopian in its imagination of the future—only the rampant gender and racial inequality need be mentioned here—instead it contains that, to me endlessly more interesting, form of utopia Fredric Jameson calls the utopian impulse, which can only be posited as a “radical, even unimaginable break…that unimaginable fulfillment of a radical alternative that cannot even be dreamt” (“A New Reading of Capital 13). As early as Marxism and Form (1971) Jameson’s own intellectual project was deeply interested in imagining this radical difference: “The Utopian moment is indeed in one sense quite impossible for us to imagine, except as unimaginable; thus a kind of allegorical structure is built into the very forward movement of the Utopian impulse itself, which always points to something other, which can never reveal itself directly but must always speak in figures, which always calls out structurally for completion and exegesis” (142). Born in Flames does not follow any particular subject as an exemplar of its moment, but instead patches together fragments of narrative in order to present the coming into consciousness of a revolutionary movement—which “calls out structurally for its own completion.” It registers this most sharply with the death of Adelaide Norris, which enables a new form of collective practice to emerge. Again, I argue that this moment needs to be read on an allegorical level as the death not of Norris herself, but of a certain mode of politics and agency. What emerges in the wake of this moment is a radical collective and revolutionary agent—the women’s army itself.
The utopian impulse of the film imagines radical equality not only in terms of the utopian horizon of the future, but as an act that must be made in the present through the embodied actions of daily life. Two montage scenes in the film depict a variety of seemingly incongruous activities, what Lane refers to as a “disjunctive collage of women’s individual and collective work” (129): cutting hair, caring for children, putting up posters, wrapping poultry in a grocery store deli, placing a condom on an erect penis etc. This montage maps out a portion of capitalist production that appears to be outside traditional sites of value production, but is actually constitutive of it. In her recent essay in Communization and Its Discontents, Gonzalez argues, the relations between men and women form an essential element of the class relation and cannot be thought as a separate ‘system’, which then relates to the class-based system” (italics in original 225). So, actions from feeding and clothing to cleaning, caring for, and cooking, to bearing children are all constitutively connected to the production of capital. Gonzalez continues, “In capitalism, the lives of the surplus producers are constitutively split between the public production of a surplus and the private reproduction of the producers themselves. The workers…continue to exist only if they take care of their own upkeep. If wages are too low, or if their services are no longer needed, workers are ‘free’ to survive by other means (as long as those means are legal)…Here is the essence of the capital-labor relation. What the workers earn for socially performed production in the public realm, they must spend in order to reproduce themselves domestically in their own private sphere” (227). Born in Flames, through these montage scenes, formally makes legible snap-shots of social reproduction too often depicted as separate from the sphere of production. The Women’s Army becomes a powerful counter to the gendered division of social reproduction by embodying anti-capitalist or post-capitalist social relations in the present. Members care, feed, clothe, house, and educate one another, which should be considered a starting rather than a limit point for radical politics.
Rather than polemically presenting violence or pacifism as viable solutions, Borden outlines a number of rhetorical, activist and political positions and approaches, allowing them to play out their antagonisms in the representational space of the film. This positions the fantasy at the heart of Born in Flames closer to a formal or structural fantasy than to a dream of the perfect revolutionary movement: Borden stages not a set of relationships but the very possibility for those relationships in the first place. She asks, ‘what if the barriers to collective action typically encountered between women who are also feminists and activists were far more easily transcended?’ That is, rather than a moment where contradiction is masked or worked through prior to the film, Born in Flames posits a filmic space where disparate groups can work through antagonisms, where the conflicts within and between categories of race, gender, and class are not washed over by liberal, multicultural ideology. Lane points out that Borden was “accused of ignoring the material, economic, and racial problems that keep the kind of coalescence she envisioned from actually coming about” (133). However much this may be true of the film on the level of content—no characters directly engage these problems and at times they surface symptomatically, like in a talk show interview, to quote a long example in the middle of a sentence: “I think statistics will show you that percentage of rape and prostitution at this point is significantly lower than in it was in pre-revolutionary society and obviously this is an advancement; it’s a step forward. It’s impossible to talk about complete abolition, because this is not the nature of this government, they don’t abolish. . .because it’s about a gradual move towards something and I think this is leading up to the point where those things simply fade away”—it works through them on the level of form. How else are we to read the montage sequences but as the stitching together of disparate workers performing the labour of both production and social reproduction? The form itself brings groups typically antagonistic to one another together slowly and not without conflict—for instance there is a conflict between the women’s army and radio raggaza or the Socialist Youth Review women and the child care workers etc. In the end, the film posits some interesting and radical alternatives, for instance the free floating combined Phoenix-Ragazza radio station stands as a marker of utopian hope for the Women’s Army. It remains a challenge to select a single crystallizing scene or moment within Born in Flames, indeed its dialectical form, a form that maps a spacial resistance to singular narratives and an insistence on collective agency, remains its political lesson. It is not the question of how the film accomplishes this, but of how we might begin thinking about jumping registers ourselves, from the aesthetic-epistemological register of the film to the collective register in our own cities, our own social relations that constitutes the limit today.

Notes

Born in Flames. Dir. Lizzie Borden. Film. Perf. Honey, Adele Bertei, and Jean Satterfield. First Run Features, 1983. Film. 

Fitting, Peter. “What is Utopian Film? An Introductory Taxonomy.” Utopian Studies. 4.2 (1993): 1-17. Print. 

Friedberg, Anne. “An Interview with Lizzie Borden.” Women and Performance: A Journal of Feminist Theory. 1.2 (1984): 37-45. Print. 

Gonzalez, Maya Andrea. “Communization and the Abolition of Gender.” Communization and Its Discontents. Ed. Benjamin Noys. New York: Minor Compositions, 2011. 219-234. Print.

Jameson, Fredric. “A New Reading of Capital Vol. 1. Mediations. 25.1 (Fall 2010): 5-14. Print.

—. Marxism and Form: Twentieth-Century Dialectical Theories of Literature. Princeton: Princeton UP, 1971. Print.

Juhaz, Alexandra and Jesse Lerner. “Introduction: Phony Definitions and Troubling Taxonomies of the Fake Documentary.” F is for Phony: Fake Documentary and Truth’s Undoing. Minneapolis: U of Minnesota P, 2006: 1-35. Print. 

Lane, Christina. Feminist Hollywood: From Born in Flames to Point Break. Detroit: Wayne State UP, 2000. Print. 

de Lauretis, Teresa. “Aesthetic and Feminist Theory: Rethinking Women’s Cinema.” New German Critique. No. 34 (Winter, 1985): 154-175. Print.