Wednesday, May 8, 2013

I Don’t Want To Be A Lonely Lardy Pot Of Butter, I Want To Spread My Greasy Love Finely Across A Great Piece Of Toast!


Refining my Tastes Closer to The Soil: The Least Offense Act Against Entropy


By C.P.B
11th/May/2013

I got day dreaming a very warpy sort of image not long ago, I imagined all the fat that hung on people, stretched evenly back to the earth where it first came from. I quite literally imagined it all taken from the lumpy sides of our bellies and pulled back to cover the surface of the soil as one might spread all the peanut butter from a jar evenly across a great piece of toast. Why had such an image occurred to me? It lingered one morning when I took a bag of sugar from my cupboard to sweeten my porridge. Like a ritual, I eat it every morning and from the same bag of sugar I’ve sweetened my breakfast with it for many months. It’s 1kg of white, refined sugar; almost three quarters gone and although it’s lasted me for many months, I became sort of disturbed by how much sugar I had habitually eaten. You cannot find 1kg of sugar in a concentrated form in many spaces of nature with the exception of honey perhaps. There are sugars found all throughout life, though not in such a concentrated form as one finds in a one kilo bag of Denmark’s finest. How many apples would I need to process before I could get 1kg of sugar? Grapes? Oranges? Carrots? Leaves? Grains? Beets? It’s the latter root my sugar was processed from, a great bloody load of beets refined and processed down to make granulated sugar. On my route to Lund one day, I rode past a beet farm just after harvest, in a huge pile lay tonnes and tonnes of raw beets waiting to be processed. Behind the pile was the land the beets were extracted from and like a desert, it was baron and brown. A miserable sight really, hectares of land laid waste for the energies exploited from the beets. The word rape comes to mind as a befitting image, a sort of hasty violence had occurred on this land, it had been raped of its fruit and nutrients to ingloriously sweeten my porridge.

 Imagine all those beets laying in a pile right in the centre of all the land it was extracted from. Imagine then the pile of beets that lay there, magically turning into a 1kilo bag of sugar sitting centered still in the middle of the wasted land. Now imagine it all melting perfectly even across all that land, like a nail brush glossing it ever so thinly. That’s how I saw all the fat from our bodies put back to the land in that dreamy image I had.

 It’s not just sugar either, it’s oats, it’s my pasta, it’s my chocolate, it’s my milk and tomatoes and carrots. Seeing the image done to fruit is sadder still, like a tree leaking its sanguineous nutrients in tears of fruit, we take everything and haul it into boxes and crates en route to those dreary “super”-markets. I see the orange tree and banana tree, and apples, plums and pears bearing fruit to spread its seed, like a woman giving birth, using stupendous energies for the final push until life is given, then we snatch this sweetened life and gulp it down like a miserable sort of machine. It’s so violent and such an unhappy thought, taking and taking the fruits and nutrients of the soil and giving none of it back. This specialised, mechanical sort of farming is ghastly and so utterly unnatural. Like the bags of sugar, rice and oats, and boxes of bananas, apples and pears, I scoff them via a one way route expecting no limit to my needs and nutrients. 
This farming makes us fat. Like the bulky bag of sugar, so too do we become like it; concentrated and dense. While we eat the earth’s nutrients without bringing it back, we’re taking a very unfair share and it shows well on a western belly.

What if I had to produce everything I consumed? Now I imagine all the fat and energy I have in my body, and energy I expect to need for my body in a year, and I spread that over a piece of land. The land should be just large enough to feed me and small enough that I can manage it unmechanized, that is, entirely with the crude force of my hands! There would have to be an exacting balance between how much food I need to produce and how much I can manage.

What a fine thought! I can see it now growing my tomatoes and beans alongside pumpkins, potatoes and cabbages. Fruit trees, nuts and herbs, oh and of course I’d need some oats for my ritual breakfast. Yes, though porridge surely needs sweetening! Plain oats without sugar is like a woman without hair! 
One soon thinks how much energy and land it would take to produce that kilo of sugar merely to sweeten one’s breakfast and it soon makes one think it’s hardly worth the effort! Well if I didn’t bother with porridge and sugar beets then I could grow something else, or I could just save the energy I would have spent growing sugar beets and oats and spend it doing something else, like reading! I think there’s a sort of wisdom in that, it makes me think of our 19th century farmer-poet, Henry D. Theroux, when he calculated how much food he needed to grow and how much effort it took to grow it compared to the amount of time he wanted to spend reading the Iliad, I think it was. The simpler the diet, the more time he had to spend on his book, indeed that is wisdom and certainly the thought of all that energy needed for that kilo of sugar is quite disturbing and hardly worth the soil it’s grown in, considering!
If one lived entirely within the limits of a piece of farmed land that was exactly large enough to satisfy one’s nutritional needs, is it possible that one could end up fat? I’m sure someone could make a physical calculation on this, all the energies put into farming your food, and the given size of a land farmed entirely by hand, could one become fat at all? Probably not, being fat comes from concentrated forms of nutrients such is the sole form produced from our monoculture, mechanized, specialised wasting agriculture.  Working in tune with the soils and seasons and eating therefrom, is the least offense act against entropy, one works themselves to their simplest, most basic form and historically, if not a little romantically; the simplest occupation of production is sex, soon after comes farming as the most elementary act of production. 
Getting fat would be a difficult undertaking on such a farm since getting fat defies the principal of entropy, like brushing wet mud on the side of your house; eventually it has to crumble off.

A person that lived like this, one who spread their energies evenly across a piece of land wouldn’t be like a jar of peanut butter sitting in the middle of a baron, miserable field, they’d be part of the spread. That’s how I imagine it now, the beautiful greasy glaze of butter would be spread evenly across the land with all the rest, I’d be part of the butter on toast, not a lonely foolish lardy jar of peanut butter all lonesome on a baron farm. 


From the finest elements, to the rarest seed, to the grease on our bellies; everything is connected so we gotta share the love.


Harvested Sugar Beets, Near Lund (2012)


Thursday, February 28, 2013

Reflections on Being a Barista: Spare us The Kitsch


The Line Between Reality and Kitsch is Very Fine: Lest We Cross It!

Last week there was an article in The Guardian that reflected a café in Nottingham having apparently 1 700 applicants for eight barista positions.
See it here:

I was slightly unnerved by the headline having been an employee myself at this particular company for some months; both as a student and some months preceding it in London. A barista as the article rightly points out, roughly translates to bar tender in Italian and while this British company sells the Italian café culture image, they call all their employees in the Italian style. The journalist wrings out: 

Something sparkly clings to that word "barista". There's some special cachet there” 

I did not, and do not begrudge this worker’s position. Someone has to clean the dishes and serve peoples’ coffee hit, I frequent cafés and certainly, I have many happy memories as a café worker. I also have a particular affinity with this café company because it was the first place to give me a job in London. Coming with nearly no money and ironically, spending the little I did have drinking in London’s cafés and smoking cigarettes, my life in London was becoming desperate. 
The UK is still one of the few places in Europe where one can knock straight on a door, ask for a job and if timing permits; become an employee. Its informality is appealing. Every job I’ve had in Britain has been obtained in this fashion and it was Costa Coffee that finally gave me a job after handing out my 33rd CV on this particular London day (the 33rd is the exact CV given that day, hand-to-heart). Needless to say, Number 55 Baker Street, Costa Coffee was a god send under the circumstances. After been unemployed and broke, I embraced the job entirely without complaint or bitterness.  I have since worked at three different Costa Coffee cafés because they favour past workers and the informality of getting a job there. To this day I still have friends from my time at Costa Coffee so I go on not entirely unsympathetic to the virtues of this company.
Being on minimum wage is leagues better than being unemployed; granted, though working on the minimum in London is trying at best. Without kids to support or even a car to run; I was still permitted to take on a second job to sustain what I thought a rather frugal lifestyle. 
What unnerved me by this article was the journalist’s romantic zeal for the barista, just as the company had intended by calling us baristas and not workers; this journalist took the illusion as a drink; in this case a faux Italian bourgeois mix.
So what? You may ask, why shouldn’t a company sell a bit of romance with its product; isn’t that the reason why we pay so much more in a restaurant. I agree, in this regard I am of the romantic persuasion and willingly pay extra for the experience but lest we forget, it is an illusion none-the-less. The illusion bears its mundane head on working as one of the establishment’s minimum waged employees, such are all of Costa’s baristas; the muddling of the worker’s title is more for the company’s customers than the workers themselves. It helps promote the escape Costa is selling for customers to believe they’re drinking a bygone Italy and not a present day Nottingham. 

The reality of a barista is like any other minimum waged service job: cleaning dishes, name tags, unpaid over time, early mornings, late nights, like all minimum waged jobs in London it entails a good part of your wage going to trains that get you to work, deliberately unattainable sales targets, constant screw-ups with your pay, hounding superfluous managers threatening you with this-and-that etc.
But alas this lifestyle is in the spirit of hospitality, a sort of muck in and carry on mentality tails these jobs which we end up drinking off at the end of our shifts anyway. It’s more humane than factory work and more social than admin, but what is most irksome about these corporate service jobs in Britain are the incessant themes they build themselves around. Costa is selling an illusioned Italian lifestyle, they sell it via a facade of lattes, hanging pictures of Italian peasants, barista name tags, biscotti etc etc. It’s a world of kitsch and there are about 1 200 of these exact replicated theme parks in Britain alone. No one thinks to glamorizes mining and only communist parties romanticize factory work, it would be laughable and even likely a little offensive. They’re unpleasant jobs though someone has to do them; but at least everyone admits they’re unpleasant, they don’t have managers coming into a mine selling the mining dream! Can you imagine a suited manager walking into a mine with a bag of sweets, asking everyone to sit around in a circle and talk about how wonderful and meaningful mining is? How it is the duty of miners to not only mine but to believe in the mining dream the company is trying to sell. 
The faux Italian Costa dream they’re trying to sell is something they expect their workers to believe in, while you’re paid minimum wage it must show in your manner that you actually believe in their make believe world. There’s a sort of psychotic character to a world of kitsch, I remember thinking while sitting among a circle with the suited, candy bearing manager that he was psychotic. At first I thought it was mere audacity that these managers would come and brag about the record profits Costa is making in the midst of recession, while asking us to work harder and longer without an increase in pay. I soon realised that they are so audacious because they genuinely believe that we are living the Costa dream and thus wouldn’t think to ask them to pay us any more than they’re legally permitted to. 
It makes me think of Kundera’s novel ‘The unbearable lightness of being’: 

“When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object. In the realm of kitsch, the dictatorship of the heart reigns supreme”

This was his reflection of the communist world the Soviets had enforced, politicians and generals got all teary eyed when they saw children marching in unison, bearing flags and singing to bygone revolutionary songs. The officials had to believe in the Soviet communist dream world since their exalted positions were tied to the dream’s existence. The dream had to be a reality and most psychotically, it had to be believed. The inconvenient and irritable reality that persisted; state purges, political prisoners, food shortages etc etc would not interrupt the communist dream, they were sacrifices for a make believe world. 

“The brotherhood of man on earth will be possible only on a basis of kitsch”
  
Instead of trying to bear unjust situations in the work place by making lurid comparisons with totalitarianism; dramatic effect is not my intention, I want rather to illustrate how offense the kitsch world is. If kitsch stayed in the realm of biscotti and lattes it would be harmless enough but when the line between reality and kitsch is ignored; it becomes psychotic. I understand why managers want us to work as much as possible for as little money as possible; that conflict is marked by their profit. I get it and while there are 1 700 workers for 8 jobs, they are in rather a good position to bargain. What I do not get and have trouble stomaching, is why they think we should believe in the dream they are selling that marks a barista’s minimum wage. The Costa dream, those managers might believe, is only possible if Costa can make as much profit as possible which means paying its workers as little as the law will let. For that Costa dream, one must not only accept one’s pittance, but take it with your head up high, hand on heart and teary eyed.
I cannot bear it when corporate companies try to put a moral veneer over situations that mark their profit. I would respect a corporation more if they just admitted it’s-all-about-profit instead of this wanky, dreamy, happy-clappy stuff they try to soften minimum wage with. It’s degrading. 

1 700 applicants for eight barista jobs does not testify to the wonderful barista job, it testifies to the truly dire and extremely degrading economic environment my generation is growing up with. No one cleans dishes for its romantic appeal, whether they’re labelled pot-wash or barista, they do it to pay their rent.

To journalists concerned: Keep your romantic zeal for corporate illusions confined to the exact time you’re paying for the experience. If you want to partake in the kitschy Costa world and pay all the more for the experience, do so but it is most unsettling to hear one pass on the psychotic dream-world Costa’s managers are all spewing, on the front pages of news papers.  

Friday, December 14, 2012

Occupy Movement: Our Sunday Service



Lest We Forget
Christopher Bradburn

The greatest quality of the Occupy Movement was its ability to bear witness, over and over. The movement moved indeed to all the right places. Not in front of Parliament, the White House or any of the secondary centers of power rather, it moved and stayed in front of the TRUE centers of power, those banks that wield and grease corporate capitalism. 

A movement it is, and an occupation is was. To use movement in the present state is right because still the residue and fervor of the protests are mobilising people to physically clash with those elites that serve corporate culture. But lest we forget; as humans have an unfortunate tendency of forever doing, that those in Occupy moved in front of the centers of power, and stayed. Stayed en masse out of despair and a desperate want to reveal the fallacy of corporate culture and its faux-fact media dialogue. The greatest quality of staying, where it did and as long as it did, was that it kept reminding us of the injustices inherently found in our financial system. Come the human manufactured financial crash in 2008, the home foreclosures, the real increase in poverty, large increases of worldwide hunger, the facts were ever present, not even the vindictive corporate media could deny its viewers of these facts. The news was just too big to leave and facts so hard to spin, and yet, we forgot. Come another week or day, we forgot the monumental injustice set against we-the-people.
Those whom forget are the world’s most dangerous, according to Hannah Arendt, because it are the deliberately forgetful whom often bear no remorse for their actions “There exists a more pernicious evil, independent of political ideology, whose execution is limitless when the perpetrator feels no remorse and can forget his acts as soon as they are committed (Arendt 2009). If we don’t remember what we have done, and without the institutions, or communities, or laws that force us to, then we become unaccountable for our actions. This according to Arendt, bears the origins of evil. Indeed, we forgot about the atrocities of 2008 and the suffering it caused us, not one of us were unaffected by those men on Wall Street and City of London. Until the faux narrative of corporate media became too phony and too untruthful that even the most deliberately forgetful of us couldn’t stomach it, until those whom were affected so much just couldn’t bear to forget any longer. 

Those who lose their homes from bankers don’t forget. Our American brothers and sisters who have debt within the un-payable one trillion pooled amount of student loans do not forget (Faris 2011). Those workers who lost their pensions to Wall Street malfeasance don’t forget. Those who lost their jobs, and livelihoods do-not-forget. Though, the rest of us do, until, the best among us walked to the centers of power, and occupied. They stayed and stayed, we couldn’t forget. They were in front of the banks camping, organising, discussing, existing... Like a ritual Sunday church service, or the daily lord’s prayer, Occupy used like the churches and mosques of ages, its physical position and accumulated populous to repeat to us, over and over, DO-NOT-FORGET.
Sundays for Europe were the days of moral rejuvenation. We would be told in the churches’ services to remember the moral life. Over and over they would read us passages from a book. Remember to be moral, remember to love thy neighbour  remember to protect the vulnerable and weak. Sundays were a routine, a repetition coming from the awareness that we forget. We get lost in the routines, in all the drudgery, in all the fascinations, in all the gimmicks of corporate culture. Sundays would be a place to remind us because god knows we-the-people need reminding! Occupy acted as those Sunday services, it wouldn’t go away and like that, we couldn’t forget even in the midst and saturation of the most pollutive corporate culture.  Beyond all else, this was Occupy’s greatest virtue, its ability to make forgetfulness impossible. Occupy was our Sunday service and its movement therefrom would do well to remind us again, and again.

Arendt, Hannah (2009), ‘Responsibility and Judgement’, (Knopf Doubleday Publishing: US)

Faris, David (2011), ‘All is Vanity’, (Authorhouse: IN)

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

What Would I Change



I Need to Be Held Accountable

This piece is dedicated to Lilli who some years ago confronted me over a heated discussion on the injustices of our society by asking, So what would you change then?


If I were to change anything about the system we live in, I would make every transaction, every producer, every seller, every labourer, every expropriator of capital accountable for their actions. I would make it impossible, or at least very difficult to do something in the financial and production spheres of society without being held accountable for doing so. One of the most unjust characteristics of capitalism is its unaccountable quality. It is not the only one, and it is not exclusive to capitalism either but it is a specificity of capitalism. No one is held accountable for anything in the private sphere because they don’t need to be. This is unique to capitalism in the fact that it is an inherent feature of it. In the feudal system, one could physically see the expropriators of resources because they lived in large castles and stately homes beside those they fielded tax from. If the aristocracy wanted more from their peasants, they had just levy them directly at their doors, farms and shops. Their ability to levy taxes and dues were only as efficient as their ability to militarily take it from them. The peasants were accountable for their own production also because they grew mostly what they ate. They knew the shoe makers, locksmiths and goldsmiths, they knew them because they lived next to them, went to church, mosque and temple with them. Certainly there was dishonesty, there was cheating and lying but the supply chains, producers and expropriators were intimate enough to be held accountable for their actions. There was a face to everything, you knew how things got to you, where they came from just like you knew where your things went and who they affected. It made it easier to make morally better choices. Dishonesty came with a consequence because you were known by your community, whether you liked it or not. 

Capitalist modes of production are rather different. Capitalism, in my opinion is marked most virulently and most perniciously by its ability to hold very few actors accountable. That is because of the shear complexity of supply chains, the shear number of owners in a single property, the melange of producers for a single product, the stock market, the personhood of corporations. Specialisation of agriculture into a commodity market marks the beginnings of a capitalist system in 17th century Britain, where the products of farmers and producers would become lost in a market outside of their own community. A farmer’s specialised grain for instance, was to become valued, sold and bought on a market totally outside his power by farmers being forced to sell into an accumulated pool of every farmer’s specialised grain. This pool of grain under a capitalist system is owned by someone else (or many someones) as a commodity to be resold again to another market. Processors, bakers, packagers, labelers, distributors retailers and so the market chain continues. The farmer thus have little accountability to those who eat his food as his numerous buyers have little relation to the farmers/labourers who produced the product in the first place. Specialisation would become ironic by name, for one’s specialised production would become no more special than anyone else’s speciality. Suddenly, the farmer is made accountable only to the market and its purveyors who bought en mass his produce as a commodity, that is not a grain rather now more like a number on a stock sheet. Those purveyors themselves are not people rather, stakeholders whom may have nothing personally to do with that farmer or even farming itself. It’s the money of the stakeholder that shows up in the end. Stakeholders and the stock market that supports them allows for one of the most unjust components of capitalism. It distributes finance to industries that need investment to grow. The origins of the stock market comes out of imperial Holland, though it was extended with the greatest velocity in 19th century Britain, where the private sphere would directly finance public activities; war most commonly. As Ellen M. Wood observes the uniqueness of capitalism, she observes the separation of the political from the economic. “The social functions of production and distribution, surplus extraction and appropriation, and the allocation of social labour are, so to speak, privatized and they are achieved by ‘non-authoritative’, non-political means”. In other words “The social allocation of resources and labour does not, on a whole, take place by means of political direction, communal deliberation, hereditary duty, custom, or religious obligation, but rather through the mechanisms of commodity exchange” (1995 , pg.81). That is, the economic sphere; or the sphere that makes profit by expropriating capital, is separated from the political sphere of public duty and social obligation. Authoritarianism in the private workplace, democracy in the public space. What does it mean when something becomes ‘Privatised’. It means that service, land, product or most dubiously; ideas, are no longer in the public domain, which plainly means it’s been made unaccountable and undemocratic in the private sphere.

Those who field the stock market are invisible, it could be one person investing in a firm which later invests in something else. Suddenly the person who invests in the stock market disappears and their actions dissipates with it. Except those who have a huge amount of stock in one company. These people have an unprecedented influence in a company by virtue of their wealth and ability to invest enough to be made influential. These are our contemporary oligarchs though we often don’t know these people because they have learnt from the aristocracy of ages that it’s better not to be seen. People can’t storm the Bastille if they don’t know where it is or who’s in it. Our plutocratic system of late is upheld by an invisible few.

Anything that can be commodified, that is something that can be bought and sold on a market to make money, is in someway threaded through the stock market. You may own that coffee pot in your cupboard, but someone else in the market owns your student debt, or mortgage. If the bank recalled that debt, and you couldn’t pay; which invariably you cannot since you got into debt in the first place, suddenly that coffee pot isn’t owned by you anymore rather the one that owns your negative equity. Who owns that negative equity? Who owns that debt that really, owns you? Well, no one person does. In fact it could be thousands who do and they don’t even know it. Hell, your neighbor could potentially own your student debt and mortgage and will likely never know. Even the oligarchs don’t know who’s debt they own, they have indebted most of the world and as their reward as our proprietors of capitalism, they don’t need to know. We have developed a situation whereby corporations are only accountable to their invisible shareholders. By its nature, the chain is deliberately confusing. That is why corporations can desecrate the natural world, lay off hundreds of workers at a time and constantly lessen the pay of people because they’re not accountable to them, they’re accountable to non-faced shareholders whom either have little or nothing to do with the business itself, or they’re our invisible oligarchs. 

This is why states are so eager to sell off their industries, a business is more difficult to run while it’s held somewhat democratically in the public sphere. Those ‘necessary’ immoral practices companies undertake to stay competitive are more difficult to undergo when it’s being made accountable in the public sphere. By selling state industries they’re been made unaccountable to the public allowing them to most efficiently expropriate resources and make profit without the burden of democracy.
Capitalism is reductionist by origin, such that it allows a very efficient and productive means of expansion. While this expansion is made unaccountable, it takes on an unstoppable and revolutionary zeal.

Not everything can be blamed on capitalism but it does harbour some specificities that certainly make negative impacts on society and ecosystems. Indeed, the latter system is nearly wholly unaccounted for which is why its desecration is so obnoxious and rapid. 
Your tomato bought from the supermarket, if you’re living in the United States, was likely picked by slave labour in Florida or California (Hedges 2011). If you’re from Europe, often they’ve been picked by illegal immigrants treated with likened slavery conditions in Spain (Lawrence 2011). Now if you’re reading this, I’d suspect you’d almost certainly not support slave labour. Though there is a high chance that a lot of your agriculture was harvested by it. The reason you don’t think about it is because you don’t need to. It’s gone through so many supply chains and the owners of production are so far detached and dispersed, that except the managers who force the labourers to work each day; no one needs to see or care. It’s a rather heavy responsibility for today’s managers to bear the frontline of our unaccountable system, as they serve companies that inherently exhibit gross injustices. I should think that people personally do care about injustices done towards our neighbors, brothers and sisters, that is why the system was established as inherently unaccountable in the first place, to externalise people’s morality from production. It’s not to say that it doesn’t happen whether you see it or not, or whether one is held accountable by the law or not. Injustices in production do happen but it is served most efficiently by our contemporary system of institutionalised ignorance.

So what do I propose to make this change for a more just system? Well it has long since been proven throughout history, and my own modest experience, that people must be held accountable for all their actions. For we do have evil in all our hearts, it must be confronted, we all have the capacity for injustice. I have succumbed to this fact and made peace knowing we all need through means of laws, institutions, communities or families to be held accountable since our societies cannot be trusted otherwise to act morally. The only way a system based wholly on accountability can be conceived is through simplifying chains of interaction. By making supply chains smaller and fewer run and owned by the producers and buyers themselves. By decreasing the physical sizes of communities. To say a state is a community is a ridiculous assertion, with such volumes of people, very few people can be held accountable. Consensus is paralysis when the numbers are too high. A just system is one where everyone is held accountable and it is a personal belief coming out of my own fear for the capacity of the human heart. You need to know who produced your tomatoes just as you need to know who and where your computer was produced. It will take sacrifices on large scales but in the end, that specificity of capitalism must change. Whether that means something resembling less like contemporary capitalism occurs, who’s to know? But it must change if we want a just system. 

I am willing to be held accountable for everything I do and to everyone I interact with, be they friends, or the people who grow the tomatoes I eat. So what do I need to do to be held wholly accountable???


1) Hedges. C (26/09/2011), ‘Tomatoes of Wrath’ (www.truthdig.com) http://www.truthdig.com/report/item/tomatoes_of_wrath_20110926/ (Viewed: 30/10/2012)

2) Lawrence. F, (7/02/2011), ‘Spain’s Salad Growers are Modern-Day Slaves, Say Charities’, (The Guardian) http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2011/feb/07/spain-salad-growers-slaves-charities (Viewed 30/10/2012)

3) Wood, Ellen Meiksins (1995) [1981], ‘The Separation of the Economic and The Political in Capitalism’, E. Wood, ‘Democracy against Capitalism: Renewing Historical Materialism’, (Cambridge: Cambridge University Press), ch. 1

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Corporate Culture is the Ugliest Culture: The Antithesis Culture


An Atheist’s Reflection on Our Society Without Religion
Christopher Bradburn 2012



Corporate culture is an ugly culture, it has become the anthesis of all founding religious ethics. It is so because it strives to undermine the very revolutionary values religions were conceived by. Religion from its conception is marked as a counter to the extremes of social injustice and corruption of the moral life. Christianity comes out of Roman imperialism and its collapse therefrom just as Islam comes out of the Arabian Peninsula’s patriarchy of the 7th century. 

                                                             Mr. Fish
                                                               
The Virtue of the Heart and the Enlightenment of Peace

Loving one’s neighbor, giving to the poor, sharing what you have, being compassionate, being sympathetic and empathetic, being modest and wanting little, not being greedy or jealous. But a few virtues a good culture will nurture. To assess a culture totally void of any of these virtues will be found a lifeless and faceless culture. For even in the very hellish periods of human history, some if not all the above virtues can be found emanating from the hearts and relations of people. Indeed, if history is truly well read beyond even its tiresomely repetitive route, one will always find virtues told from the scriptures. History is repetitive and shows us how foolish we are to ignore its patterns of death and hate. Yet, the human heart with all its burdens of fear and capacity to hate still prevails as one affiliated with love, with compassion, with sacrifice, with empathy and tenderness. The heart has been mythically affixed to love and believed so for millennia more as proof to that little burn, that subtle tightening of the heart when the heart’s needs are displaced. The conscience, as subtle as the heart’s burn, tingles and trembles in sight of what we feel is right or wrong. The world cannot allow the rigid division of rights and wrongs, though the human conscience with the knots of the heart can help direct us to what is true. Cultures have emanated from the virtues of the human heart, the heart’s tingle and conscience’s tremble have been collectively remembered by the ages. A good culture recalls the aged memory of its shared collective and engenders the virtues told and felt as customs, music, tradition, norms, rituals, cuisine, the dinner table, community. The virtues of the heart take these forms among cultures because they cannot be taught.... 
See founding rhetoric of American society, one built on justice, on equality, on fairness and freedom from the shackles of Aristocratic Europe. Certainly, a culture that to this day founded on the heart’s displacement of feudalism, for want of emancipation. Both political parties in America still wield the voices of those hearty revolutionaries in 18th century America, alas be they only voices, they are nonetheless, voices of a cultural dream; a virtue. 
Corporate culture has no capacity to amalgamate with these human feelings. Its incapacity for nuance, for empathy, for justice, for love, in the end makes it a truly worthless culture. It is based on dubious ideals of rationalism. Corporate culture comes out of the liberal enlightenment tradition which progresses on the premise that all societies will act similarly  if conditions of self interest are available. It assumes that cultures will eventually take on an homogenous form with the extension of capitalism as it stands as the only system to settle our needs and desires. The rewards of capitalism will trump any conflict and ambiguity that differing cultures wield as the rewards of capitalism is a goal of all rational human beings. So religiously do the proprietors of capitalism believe corporate culture as the only ‘rational’ culture, they ascribe it to ‘eventually’ affording world peace; “As well as promising prosperity, for many these developments offered hope that a solution to the problem of war was at hand. In Western policymaking circles it became commonplace to link liberal institutions in economy and politics to peaceful interstate relations (Barkawi 2001, pg.1). 
The essence of corporate culture is not new, this is an ancient trend of societies who disregard the helpless, vulnerable and poor in service of the rich; it is an ancient story of inequality. Though perhaps no time in history has an imperial culture assumed itself as makers of world peace, corporate culture is based non-the-less on unequal distributions of wealth. Like the measurement of economics, plainly it formulates 'Who gets what' in society. Corporate culture entails giving most of the world's riches to its corporations and the purveyors whom own them, they do this by distributing to the common what is already theirs, with profit. That is why our contemporary capitalist system is most starkly characterised by the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer. For the corporation, like the aristocracy of empire, enough is never enough until their greed severs people from their most elementary needs. This ethic is harboured by corporate and imperial culture alike historically illustrating the failing of the human condition. That is why religious submission is embraced, people need the security and belonging from a common and as displaced from imperial culture; people are willing to submit to a common good and the sacrifices that entails. Religion gives that hope by reminding people of the sacred and guiding those who want to live morally as citizens of a common. Whether they do it well or not is a conflicting matter, never the less; religions come out of virtue.

What is Corporate Culture?

Like the 18th century enlightenment before the ‘modernised’ version of late, the influential few thought they found a way of life that needn’t be burdened by the nuance of real culture, that is, culture crafted out of human relations. The ambiguity of culture clumsily seen by purveyors of the liberal  enlightenment, was called upon as dysfunctional by virtue of its politics, and by a culture’s politics they mean to say; its ambiguity. 

Indeed, human relations are very ambiguous and fraught with conflict and non alignment. Culture in many respects represents the clash between human societies, the fears, the reflections, the admirations, the love and hate we all have for those whom we see as different to us, those whom we do not understand and those we fear. It was culture and politics that was blamed for the Napoleonic wars that helped engender the beginnings of the liberal enlightenment of Britain’s imperial agenda, though it were the World Wars that engrained it further by America’s rise to power. American hegemony and its present empire comes out of bearing enlightenment ideals, that is, a way of living without the ambiguity of culture. As the culture of empire it stands as an arrogant culture by nature, and reflects itself contemptuously against the rest of our global common. The liberal enlightenment and its modern corporate curators cease to recognise that there is a social common whose existence is held up by self sacrifice and empathy for one’s neighbor, be they next door, or those who thread one’s clothes a million miles a way. Indeed, the liberal enlightenment, and in particular the American sort of late is harbored on an idea that there is enough of everything to go around. That it is ok to be self interested and selfish because all the world’s desires can be met. Indeed American styled capitalism is
DEPENDENT on self interest expressed through mass consumption of things we don’t need. Economic growth is premised on nothing less than infinite consumption. To satisfy only one’s needs would quite literally bring our current economic system to collapse! The infinite part of consumption comes out of desire and excess; both things religions had destined as ‘sinful’. It assumes we all want and live for the same thing and therefore assumes culture should be homogenous. It became corporate culture because all the things the liberal enlightenment promises is distributed through corporations; those who uphold American styled capitalism. The career, the wages, the insurance, the entertainment, the home, the health, the food and most dubiously; one’s happiness. As a culture, we have accepted that corporations should provide us these things, not our state, our neighbor or our community. True, the global peace it promises is undoubtedly difficult to hope for coming merely from ‘loving one’s neighbor’, though corporate culture based on desire and infinite consumption, by economic virtue at the very least, makes for a far less peaceful system to society in the end. 

Culture of Empire

It is easy for the rich to assume a corporate culture based on a homogenous enlightenment. Those who can afford the secular and inclusive ideals of corporate culture can easily believe themselves enlightened because they are a top of the cultural hierarchy. These are the richest and most powerful among the global common. They have forgotten the revolutionary origins of religion, they have forgotten how religion was born out of extreme social injustice and unbearable inequality that marks today’s liberal capitalism so blatantly. They forgot their own origins coming out of religious ideals for equality and fairness; of loving one’s neighbor. Inequality seen most disturbingly between the West and the South but no less shameful are the inequalities within Western countries themselves in our urban peripheries. Like all the empires of history; whose imperial core attest themselves as superior by their wealth and power, all believed themselves enlightened. Those of the Third World or, the majority world can hardly attest to corporate culture because they’re being essentially exploited for the livelihood of those whom live richly. To tell the poor, or those excluded from corporate culture by a lack of means, that they are living an irrational culture as external from the corporate sort; is vindictive. These are the fringe people of empire, those who cannot afford the corporate dreams, and those whom suffer from corporate culture’s contempt the most.
                                                      Adbusters.
It is this very contempt for one’s culture that strengthens the disempowered cultures, as they reflect themselves against a richer more powerful community, they harden themselves as a protective mechanism. This marks the origins of the world's religions.

Culture vs. The Common

Corporate culture is one at the expense of a common, rather founded in the idea of individual sphereism, that is, a world that revolves around ‘The Me’. It is a culture of greed. 
To embrace corporate culture is to accept the willingness that one will only be satisfied by consuming, it is a displacement from a world of the present to a world of an illusioned future. Corporate culture is one of dreams, of illusion and entertainment where happiness can be bought and sadness is a failure. It is a culture of spectacle and narratives imagined, where fact and truth are matters to be manufactured to what people want to hear. Where Disneyland is an ambition, with Mercedes, with Apple, with Abercrombie & Fitch, with L’Oreal, where what one has is testament to one’s character, not what one does. Brands are your medals of right and worth. It is a culture of non reality, one based on lies and trickery and yet, a very appealing culture, one in fact that most of us, who can afford to, have embraced. It is its unaccountable quality that makes corporate culture so appealing, its ability to have us think only of ourselves while living in a noisy, colourful, passive society. One where your actions bear no relation to anyone or anything around you. Where advertisements and tabloids are the new sermons of how one should model oneself as a human citizen. Where rich people are prophets and to believe in anything other than yourself is an act of the irrational.

Culture Usurpation

Corporate culture hijacks real culture and usurps the qualities we hold dear and sacred against us. It does so by exploiting our vulnerability to these qualities. Corporate culture cannot engender the virtues of those relationships, rather they must profit from them. To seem legitimate corporate culture must give a fake personna, its deficiency to nurture these virtues is upheld instead by images.
The extent to which corporate culture has already hijacked much of our own culture is frightening. 
Monsanto, whom wants to usurp the world’s food supply to then redistribute back to us, does this most effectively by usurping cultures themselves. In Punjab, one of India’s most fertile regions, Monsanto uses culture usurpation of the sacred Sikh Gurus to sell its products. “Even gods, goddesses, and saints were not spared” ,Vandana Shiva observes, “Monsanto sells its products using the image of Guru Nanak, the founder of the Sikh religion” (Shiva 2000, pg. 10).
Come the Copenhagen summit, a meeting of the world’s political leaders to discuss the frightening degradation of the planet that corporations themselves have engendered. The main sponsor of the event was Coca Cola who has a wicked record of stealing India’s water from local food systems and forcing farmers to relocate. They have also been accused of using pesticides in its waters and crops exceeding the amount allowed under Indian law threatening both public health and groundwaters (Shiva, 2005). Yet it audaciously sponsors a summit that represents people’s and culture’s fear for the degradation of their environment that marks our cultures so intimately.
                                                                Adbusters.
I reflect also as I write this in Copenhagen Airpot. ‘Joe and the Juice’ is a corporate juicing retailer. It sells juice. It bears a Hip Hop theme with Hip Hop background music and dudes making juice dressed in New York Hip Hop clothing. So ironic is this scene that it’s using the once underground Hip Hop culture of 1970s New York to sell its juice to those who attest to Hip Hop culture. Joe and the Juice has nothing to do with Hip Hop, but rather has everything to do with making money through means of selling juice. Hip Hop came out of a disenfranchised urban African American tradition whom themselves have been totally excluded from the trippings of American capitalism. The culture of Hip Hop came out of that exclusion and the confrontation against it. Hip Hop has appealed to millions of people, both those excluded from and well integrated in corporate culture. Corporations, and in this circumstance; Joe and the Juice are selling Hip Hop as a commodity, as a lifestyle to be bought.  
As I reflect further down the terminal, one is struck by the homogenous corporate cafes of the world, whom like Monsanto in Punjab, use the images of culture as a tool. Pictures of historical Italian peasants, dubious images of stylized french bourgeois culture, African farmers in the wild south, Latin street parties, romanticized images of Seattle and New York urbanism are ubiquitous with nearly all corporate cafes. They usurp these cultures in a grotesquely romantic form and sell it as an experience. Often the corporate cafes sell bad quality coffee as profit margins shadow the coffee it’s selling in the first place. Corporate cafes are not interested in coffee, as Joe and the Juice isn’t interested in juice, Monsanto in food and Coke in water; rather they use these ingredients as a means to make profit. They are selling a dream, an illusion and use the West’s insatiable want for coffee and romantic pre-industrial ideas to sell a bad quality product, expensively. All the while, behind the images and lights, they enslave the peasants they’re often romanticizing to sell them cheap coffee beans. When Starbucks says, “We promise perfection”, they are  meekly trying to uphold a lie. They’re feebly stating it all over their shops because they feel the need to hide the fact they’re serving our common’s ingredients badly. Their recent drop in sales is proving people’s distaste for their lie. 

A Dangerous Culture

The corporation buys the right to distribute our culture back to us. It owns the brands and controls the careers you aspire to and so it owns your dreams. It tells you what you’re worth, what is right and what is wrong. It does so because it has obscured truth to what you want to hear. And we have accepted it. By accepting corporate culture we must also accept that everything can be bought and sold, we must accept that life is a commodity and that nothing is sacred. We must accept that one’s individualism comes from the contempt of other people, animals and nature. During the 1992 debate of Cargill entry into India, see one of America’s monolith food corporations, the chief executive said “We bring Indian farmers smart technologies, which prevent bees from usurping pollen” (Shiva 2000, pg. 16). To Cargill, bees are thieves of their products! This frightening ethic comes out of the commodification of life which corporate culture is so virulently extended by. Nothing is sacred including life itself under corporate culture and this according to Karl Polanyi in his master piece, ‘The Great Transformation’ (1944), is capitalism’s most dangerous characteristic. It entails that we accept we are immortal and that nature is something to be mastered and conquered. Money is everything, it is the only virtue of corporate culture and one that all must submit to; that is its enlightened ethic.
                                                                Mr Fish.
This makes it a dangerous culture, one built on illusion, on money, on the self where nothing else is respected. It is dangerous because it allows one to be blind. It allows one to forget, to ignore how one’s position in the world comes not without consequence. Religions were premised on the knowledge that everything one does indeed comes with a consequence and therefore, we must be prepared to confront those potential consequences before we act if we want to live morally. See Karma, Ubuntu and “Reap what one sows” as ancient ethics born from this. The danger in corporate culture is that consequences are made unaccountable because we are given the right not to care, not to look. How our food comes to us, how your petrol fills your car, how our banks are full of money, how we’re dressed, how our immigrants that build and clean our roads are housed and treated. As a citizen of corporate culture, we do not care because we don’t have to. All the virtues from the Bibles and Korans are missing. No longer are you required to go to a temple to be reminded of the sacrifice required from you for a just society. Indeed, from our passive submission to corporate culture, those religions are now commodified and teach the dreamy, illusionary virtues of corporate culture. Nothing is sacred and when nothing is sacred, the world becomes ugly and wretched while we bask in ourselves.

The Betrayal of Culture

Until... Until those who were never included in corporate culture. Those who could never afford the dreams. Those who were dissatisfied with non truths and lies, those who were finally betrayed by corporate culture rear their heads. When corporate culture couldn’t care for a sick brother and lets him die instead because the family couldn’t afford the corporate bills; a typical theme in America’s health ‘care’ system. Or when people like Mark ‘X’ in USA was fired from his job because it was being sent over to China. His automotive factory job, granted to him from the corporate culture he embraced, was taken from him because they realised prison labour in China will make the company more money (Hedges). Mark sits alone and says feebly to a journalist, “They seem to have this attitude that a person’s success is based on how much money they have, and that is not the case...” (Goodman, 2012). How meek, how pathetic in the face of corporate elites for such a man to criticize a corporation for usurping his job. We want more money, stupid! Mark soon retreats from corporate culture. He was betrayed.
Or when our corporate culture confronts another, lesser culture. Corporate culture promises more jobs, more livelihoods, more dreams. It does so at the expense of those ancient cultures that have for years, been exploited and mocked by other contemptuous cultures of 18th & 19th century European Empire.  These people are weary of corporate culture but embrace it out of despair. Then, in hastened brutality, corporate culture subjects these people to desecrating on their sacred. In central Africa, when forced to embrace corporate culture, they soon commodify their lands, “It is a long-standing tradition in many African countries to frown upon the selling of land. When land is snapped up by large agribusiness interests in these countries, it is experienced as a brutal violation of this tradition, one that compromises the lives and livelihoods of entire generations to come”. (Grain, 2012) 
                                                                   Mr. Fish
Like Mark in USA, the sacred is mocked and desecrated; these people retreat from corporate culture. What culture these and billions of others excluded from corporate culture embrace is a matter of historical chance. 


Though, that tightened heart and trembling conscious that those in corporate culture have learnt to forget, suddenly becomes ever present. The sacred is returned, it is strengthened, often in a religiously oppressive manner, yet, a sacred one no less. Families and friends become nurtured as trust is fostered nowhere else. The poor often holds these sacred when the world has ignored and forgotten them. They often find trust, and community and culture elsewhere, not always in holy or truthful places but one marked most virulently as an excluded class of the corporate culture. The ugliest culture.



The Dionysos & Apollo Dilemma 

On writing this piece it was expected that the ethics of religion would be confronted. No  sympathy for religious fundamentalism or even rigid guides concerned with what is 'right & wrong' has been expressed here. Most religions have succumbed to this rigid bipolar world of morality likely marking its greatest failure. There is a certain amount of the irrational involved with religious submission. That's what 'Faith' is. To be led wholly by faith is worthless, though it has its virtue also. It is the belief that what one does will help to create a "Greater good" or "Truth". See it as you may, but those in the Occupy Movement made a wonderful case for faith. No one involved in the movement believed their protests would revolutionise our system of greed completely. Those protests weren't going to bring down the corporate state that is so unjust and against the global common to ferociously. Yet, they were there; they were there in front of our corporate oligarchs bearing witness to the unjustness. It gave rise to the 99% versus the 1% injustice. The encampments were brutally eradicated. People were hurt, people were arrested and punished and still the corporate state is left standing as strong as ever.
Had those people thought wholly of the rational, they would have stayed home. they wouldn't have camped in the cold to be abused by police. It took faith to get them there, faith in the idea that standing for the common good will somehow affect something. That the smallest moral actions they undertook in what they believed in so virulently would somehow make a difference. Somehow their actions would permeate somewhere within peoples conscious and if only slightly; make a difference to someone. That takes faith and an irrational step towards it.
See the religions of ancient Greece; the Dionysos vs. Apollo dilemma. Dionysos represents passion, ecstasy and pleasure. All of which the corporate state currently distributes to us en mass. Dionysos represents in many ways the child of us, the irrational and erratic. Too much indulgence in the cult of Dionysos would bring man and woman alike to infancy, selfishness, inversion and self destruction. This against Apollo who represents reason. Reason is what makes us functioning human citizens. Intelligence is its virtue, to live morally; caution and respect for the excess of Dionysos is essental. Our society, like the one our corporate culture is delivering to us; would collapse without the virtues of Apollo. But Dionysos is important, it's what makes us human, it's how we express our selves as living people, the rational can become repressive and does not deal with virtues of the heart. The explosion of Occupy was testament to the virtues of Dionysos, it beared witness to the irrational 'reason' of our corporate state. 
Religions, including Christianity, is founded on this paradox; the parallels of Dionysos and Apollo. It recognises the destructive capacity of an unbalance between them. They guided people through story, metaphor and poetry to best understand this paradox and help us through the difficultly of doing so. These things can't be taught, they must be experienced and felt and that is why art plays such an important role in a moral society. The art coming from the Dionysos ethic; it is faith. Religions have become terrible instruments of this; they have failed the common as they've progressed, institutionalised and forgotten their origins and their use as guides. Historically though, religions came from these virtues and it should not be forgotten. One is not advising that we should become religious, but our society without those guides and culture are failing with their alternative. Religions, if truly well read; still has much to teach us.
This piece has been written to confront the push for 'Reason' expressed by our modern enlightenment. There has always been a conflict with the irrational, and this conflict rather than being dismissed; must be confronted as the old religions used to do. This call to reason whole heartedly; is what gave us our modern enlightenment; expressed rightly; as a failing of what religion in Europe had become. Though it has proved, as history has repeatedly; equally dangerous and corrosive to society.
The culture of 'tittytainment', or the pornograpisation of culture serving wholly our desires is troubling. It is a major facit of corporate culture. We have all embraced it somehow; including those involved in the Occupy Movement. Again, you see the virtues and conflict of the Dionysos versus Apollo dilemma. Like all religions esteemed of our ages, balance is essential and impossible to achieve alone. Where shall our new guides emanate from next, be they religious or from a reflection of nature itself ; our society is failing without them.




1) Goodman. A (20/10/2012), ‘DN! Exclusive: Live from Illinois Where Workers Demand Romney Visit Before Bain Sends Jobs to China’, 
www.democracynow.org

2) Grain (19/09/2012), ‘Land Grabbing and Food Sovereignty in West and Central Africa’, grain.org

3) Barkawi. T, Laffey. M (2001), 'Introduction: The International Relations of Democracy, Liberalism, and War' in T. Barkawi & M. Laffey, 'Democracy, Liberalism, and War', (Colorado: Lynne Rienner Pub, Inc) ch.1, pp 1-24

4) Shiva. Vandana (2000), “Stolen Harvest: The Hijacking of The Global Food Supply”, (New Delhi: India Research Press)

5) Shiva, Vandana (March/2005), ‘Les Femme du Kerala Contre Coca-Cola’ (Le Monde Diplomatique) http://www.monde-diplomatique.fr/2005/03/SHIVA/11985 (viewed 4/11/2012)