communism and the will to live

I cannot breathe.

How can I? The idiotic cult of death is still alive as ever—permeating every little bit of my existence; all those phantom-acolytes in school, workplace, mom, and dad, making disgusting pronouncements that call everyone to throw themselves to the nothingness of some inexistant “greater cause”--of that monstruosity called virtue and the ideal.
We haven't advanced a damned bit since the beginning of civilization. We are still obsessed by the fucking phantoms of virtue: of the hard worker, the humanist, the humble, the martyr.... the man who willingly castrates himself, and then points at his mutilated genitals and regurgitates “damn you, damn you, you evildoer!”.

Yeah, all of us have heard about those stupid shit-filled declarations of “family values”, “nationalism”, “work-ethic”--ideals that we need to work hard to emulate, rather than those ideas emulating us. Temptation is looming inside our guts, and we are so pathetic, so hypocritical, that we publicly deny that will to live, while secretly craving for it.

What has this to do with communism?

The cult of death—that supression of the will to live, is the most solid base of class society. The most reactionary elements of society are always cultists of death—always. Whether they are rallying behind family values, nationalism, work ethic, culture, tradition—they always speak about the refusal of the will to live. Whether it is the capitalist glorifying boring hard work, the conservative condeming gay marriage, the soldier being sent to die, or monoculturalism—we always see the hateful zombie condemning flesh, blood, and true creativity.

After refusing the importance of our immediate desires and dreams, everything seems logical. Dying for your country, hunger, hatred for your lust, being bored to death---the will to live is categorized as “beast-like”, as irrational, while the will to die becomes the stellar, shining star for everyone to follow.

Radical change always comes with the affirmation of the will to live. The French Revolution didn't shake civilization just because of “altruism”, or empty self-martyrdom—it thundered precisely because people were desiring deep inside their heart, a qualitative change in their lives. Communism is precisely that affirmation of the will to live in the capitalist mode of production. The communist preaches that “we are nothing, we should be everything!”, while the revolutionary break changes the phrase to “We are nothing, we shall be everything!”,

There are books and books about the theoretical framework of communism and its historical roots, but it is extremely important to understand the gears that move mass socialist action, which in their most basic essence, are nothing more than politics of temptation, rage, and dreams.

The spectre of communism

Every time I meet a virulent anti-communist, I see a stampede of strawmen descending from the horizon.

The vicious anti-communist slams his feet against the floor and cries “Communism is a totalitarian system that demands bloodless altruists! Men are bad people!”

First let me point out that it is a shame that these individuals have such a negative conception of “human nature”—and in an ironic turn, of themselves. These dancing carcasses, have already willfully accepted death, because in their sad, misanthropic account of human nature, they enthusiastically accept the lie that all the Hiroshimas, Great Terrors, Kosovos, Iraqs, boredoms, humiliations…all the suffering is necessary to subdue that “bad human” inside everyone of us. We, the original sinners, are capable of nothing more than evil…yahoo!

Second, communism was never some grand, theoretical blueprint for some sort, of future, egalitarian and moralistic society. This is nothing more than a scarecrow argument built upon cold war hysteria and gutless hippyism. Communism is a tension--not a blueprint, towards the complete emancipation of humanity. It wishes nothing less that converting every individual into a master without slaves. It is not a blueprint precisely because it is a tension looking for a conclusion--it would be ridiculous to try to describe something very meticulously that hasn't come into being. People who criticized Marx for being to vague about communism misunderstood everything--because communism wasn't invented by Marx; he simply tried to create a theoretical framework for it.

Whether it was Spartacus leading a slave revolt, medieval anti-state peasant militias declaring war against the church, french revolutionaries decapitating the king, John Brown shooting down slave masters, Russian workers trying to take over the machinations of society through democratic councils, Hungarians decorating the trees of Budapest with the finest fruits of the secret police, Spanish anarchists declaring “no gods, no masters” and taking over the land and the factories, Argentine factory occupations…every outburst of complete, erotic desire for liberty—the communist ghost was trying to come into being.

There is nothing “altruistic” about the desire for complete liberation—it is not some sort of sacrifice for the greater “good”—in the contrary, it is the absolute self-realization of the individual. There is no sacrifice in taking control of our lives.

Neither the individual, or the collective, is the most important. Both are part of a dialectic that depends on each other to transcend. The worthless randinist argues for cutthroat "individualism", but he or she doesn't realizes, that in order for that society based on back-stabbing to work, everyone has to try to slit the throat of everyone else. This is the same thing with the dry, stalinist who argues that the collective is everything, without realizing that for the collective to work, the individuals have to embrace the collective.

Before, it wasn’t possible for communism to come into being—hence it was only a phantom, trying to show its head, but unable to hack through the thick concrete.

Today, however, Capital has simplified class relations and has developed technology to the extent that this community of masters without slaves is actually possible. The working class, having the economic infrastructure lying on its back, is therefore, the revolutionary class. The working class can do well without capitalists—and we cannot say the same about the latter.

Indeed, the destruction of the “master-slave” dialectic is completely necessary for the survival of humanity. As technology develops, class society has exponentially increased the nightmare—from some thousands of Athenians and Spartans dead, to the industrial holocaust of dozens of millions in WW II. Now, the ruling class has the technological capabilities to incinerate all our existence with the pressing of a few buttons.

Rosa Luxembourg, when sensing the imminent catastrophe of WWI, said it is either “Socialism or barbarism”. I say she was wrong, it is now “socialism or death”.

the sad racist

I was reading some of the racist comments posted on this blog, and it reminded me of something:

The sad racist is nothing more than the natural product of a society whose opus moderandi lays completely rooted both in isolation and in an exchange of insults and humiliation.

The atomization of society is in the heart of a paradoxical mode of production that refuses to acknowledge the division of classes in order to appear unitary, but at the same time, in its blindess to the concept of class, fragments itself into different "identities" in order to disguise exploitation. In a society were alienation is the norm; were capital subjects class brothers in a war against each other; it is completely reasonable that the individual tries to grip himself to an illusion, in order to psychologically sustain the continuing pummels of class society. Chicanos form their own gangs when confronted by the gangsterism of capital, gay people form their own churches and inclusive communities as a self-defense against puritanical ideology, and the racist white worker, facing the barbarism of capital, blames his class brothers for his plight.

The racial contempt of the racist worker, is generally, an incoherent knee-jerk--swiftly moving here and there--an irrationality completely product of the isolation, humilliaton, and alienation that is brewed by capital. There are those racists, however, that in their pitiful position as neither capitalists or workers; laying in the pressure point where both classes collide, can fall into the ugliest forms of ossified reaction. This middle man, that desires with all his spirit the position of master (the capitalist), but at the same time, feels contempt for the "riffraff"--creates his own ideological niche as the national intellectual--the culture warrior. The capitalist, having as a raison d'etre profit, most of the time expresses either a quantified racism that is merged with his economic self-interest, or an incoherent racism similar to the one of the racist worker. However. the middle man, the petty bourgeois, who, feeling contempt for both the upper and lower echelions of society and at the same time, looking for some sort of self-realization, embarks on the project of ideological chauvinism--raising his fist, riding his moral hobbyhorse, and shouting "I am righteous; I am different from this scum of the earth!".

We see these enemies of life shouting their empty slogans: christendom is being threatened, western civilization is going to shut down! They are reactionary from head to toes, for their modus operandi is nothing more than flopping their bellies while being mesmerized by some glorious "past" of christian puritanism and white domination.

These pathetic middlemen racists, do not understand that they are nothing more than the worst aspects of the decomposition of capital. They are completely alienated from everyone else, because they are neither masters, nor they are part of the bigger mass of slaves; therefore they find their own self-realization in dead culture. This is why, they were the cadre of the fascist movements of the 20s and 30s--when the organized working class threatened to pulverize class society--and with it, culture. Today, these racist ideologues play a very similar role to the one they did in the 30s: they try to gather, under their worthless banners, the most contemptous of the isolated workers, and use them as shock troops to concretize their extreme alienation in the most disgusting ways.

I cannot wait for the day when we are able to see the sky, and this vermin dissappear out of the sphere of my existence.

Spectacular times.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18DF94-qiGo


Our everyday life has been superseded by an homogenous stream of images meant to be contemplated. No play, no action, no love--just a stream of images coming from the television, spectacular politics meant to be contemplated, premanufactured ideology that stifles our creativity, and a world we build but are unable to own.

"Real" choices are superseded by premanufactured "choiceless" choices--support the democrats or the republicans, support america or islamic extremists, buy a commodity over the other, support a nation over the other....

A society that reproduces generalized alienation and misery deserves nothing more than a total destruction beyond what memory can recollect. The real politics, the politics of "rage and dreams", have no mercy, accept no reform.

Taking control of our lives means taking control of the same world we built. The day we smash countries, gods, and masters will be the day when man becomes complete.