My last post outlined the way late, neoliberal capitalism (or whatever you call our current economic system in crisis) reinforces a generalized state of austerity to which zombie films and other apocalyptic narratives respond: the nightmare of a Hobbesian struggle of all against all for limited resources, and the need to create scapegoats to divert attention away from the systemic dimensions of our predicament and onto disposable populations. Ruling elites, and the politicians who support them, encourage this world-view when they identify some particular group as the alleged barrier to the flourishing of the nation or collective. Michel Foucault identified this tendency as a central characteristic of modern, “biopolitical” societies which, in assuming responsibility for the well-being of entire populations, covers over the essentially arbitrary decision over who gets excluded from the life-support systems of the state, through discourses of racism.
An exclusionary view of Canadian national belonging summoned by threats to the lifeblood of modern, capitalist economies. |
British protesters of Theresa May's government, from 2017. |
The COVID-19 pandemic has activated a global, humanitarian response, while at the same time exacerbating and exposing the biopolitical fractures, fault-lines and weaknesses that have resulted from several decades of downloading competition from capitalists onto workers, while simultaneously uploading unprecedented profits through the appropriation of formerly socialized forms of wealth in such fields as housing, insurance, education and health care. The resulting crisis has the potential to generate a collective response that could possibly reverse the systemic tendencies described above, but it will require that we find collective ways of resisting the fantasy construction I described in my last post as the zombie imaginary.
I suggest that the zombie imaginary, as it plays out in countless films, TV shows, comic books, and political careers, is actually a wish-fulfillment disguised as a nightmare. The wish is biopotlical in that it indulges a fantasy that the barrier to one’s flourishing is other people, and that one’s problems would be alleviated if only there were less of us around. Strangely enough, such a wish sometimes informs even the work progressives and leftists. Both Donna Haraway and Timothy Morton, for instance, have offered versions of the biopolitical argument that humans are not really suited to living in such large, impersonal collectives as cities or nations, and that the solution to our economic and ecological troubles is to have a smaller global population living in smaller groups. Such arguments risk encouraging the view that pandemics like COVID-19 are ultimately beneficial, not because they summon dissent over faltering political-economic systems that can’t deliver on their fundamental premises, but because they are vehicles for the biopolitical management (ie culling) of populations. Even when such writers do the important work of challenging accepted ideologies in other ways, it is difficult not to view such ideas as social-Darwinism disguised as critical theory.
In the realm of fantasy, Zombie films and other pandemic-narratives, including many environmental thrillers, are good vehicles for this wish because the agent that is killing people (or turning them undead) in these stories is impersonal: it is democratic in that it can affect anyone. Up until a couple years ago, it was not really permissible to openly share racist and intolerant sentiments, and while this has recently shifted for the worse, many people still remember the biopolitical nightmares of the twentieth century, and wish to avoid them. Zombie films provide the extraordinary circumstances that allow us to indulge antisocial fantasies about the culling of whole populations, while also providing a container for the guilt that (hopefully) accompanies such indulgences. The best of these stories simultaneously critique the tendency they are illustrating, leading us to question which the greater monsters are: the zombies or the survivors. The worst of these stories uncritically justify and even gloat in the killing of whole populations, making them akin to a modern form of eugenicist propaganda. This, incidentally, is a premise structuring Quentin Terantino’s Inglorious Bastards, which situates us, the audience, as akin to the spectators of a Nazi propaganda film: enjoying the violence that the film also shamelessly indulges, in order to sell tickets.
Some films criticize spectacular violence while simultaneously indulging it, as if tacitly mocking their own audiences. |
In the Canadian film Fido, zombies provide a convenient working class. |
However, if we look to comparable moments in the past, we should be careful not to underestimate capitalism’s slippery power to coopt, contain and dissipate dissenting energies. It happened after World War Two, when workers’ ambitions to socialize major industries were mollified by suburban homes and vacations. And it happened at the end of the 1960s, when those excluded from the post-war compromise—women, service workers, racialized people and youth—believed their various, collective protests would humanize, if not dissolve, the rigid, paternalistic structures of the Fordist era. In response to this and other resistances, and like a crafty virus, capitalism mutated, finding new ways to purchase our consent while further exacerbating the fracture lines that divide us.
Parisian students in 1968 passing cobble stones to defend a street barricade. Photo by Bruno Barney. |
Our current predicament could be viewed as the end result of these previous struggles, pushed sideways by the headwinds of relentless competition: a world of dramatic inequalities, threadbare social structures, and the mounting unrest of those excluded from fantasies of prosperity that are proving unsustainable and destructive for the planet. But, rather than blaming an older generation for this impasse, and imagining that they have enjoyed lives free of struggle, regret, suffering and hope, we need to direct our criticisms squarely at a global system of managed inequality whose hour of reckoning is surely imminent, if not with the current crises, then with the next one.
Stay tuned for: Beyond the Zombie Imaginary...
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