The
master speech
Behind
the infinite sayings which abound in each cultural space there is a
Speech with totalitarian claims. A dominating speech. A Master
Speech. It is only seldom made explicit, yet it is omnipresent. It is
'the' Speech behind the speeches, the big 'prompter' behind our
scenes. It dictates what is presentable and what is not, what is
'correct' and what is not. The
unvoiced comment is
its usual expression. It only proliferates behind the personal
abdication. 'Nobody'
is his empire.
The
systemic totality of the Master Speech seems
strangely to have escaped from the auto-comprehension of our
modernity which believes to venture in an infinitely
open exponential
talking.
The
crisis, today, turns us around the limits and entropy. And behind
the crisis of a particular speech we perceive the crisis of its
including one. And, in systemic interactivity, from including system
to including system, we begin to perceive that it is the whole of the
whole, the system of the system, which is in crisis. 'The' Speech
itself of our modernity.
This speech functions indeed like a
system.
And
like
any particular system, it is located in a broader and more including
mega-system. Something like its 'ecosystem'. However the
anthropocentric claim of autonomy can only refuse this 'ecosystem' of
a more including donation. Anthropocentric enclosure by which
modernity is buckled on itself reveals thus to be a gigantic feedback
by which the exit of the system is injected back in its entry. While
claiming to function exponentially out from this autonomy.
The
Speech thus buckled on itself
and
buckling its own exponential dynamics on itself functions in systemic
enclosure with positive feedback. So this same Speech gets excited
with the illusion of an indefinite creativity. In fact, however,
being cut from the hot source of the 'other'
and
exhausting quickly its historically accumulated reserves of spiritual
energy, it feeds more and more on its own waste. And this waste does
not even have any more time to recycle. So you can just take pleasure
in the absurdity of your own entropy. There
is something like a 'anal stage' of autistic coprophagy…
Vast
deployment of the sophistry of the cave, here you get the great
tautological
speech,
auto-producer of sense and auto-justifier of itself, stage manager of
an infinity of schizophrenic speeches which, in spite of their
differences, however say basically only the same
thing.
NewBabel…
The
tautological proliferation acquires its mediations - the 'media'
precisely! - useful for unceasingly launching and starting again its
own exponential dynamics. In direct clutch on the system of its
exponential material production and finding there its own
consistency.
The Master Speech produces more and more speeches
which even take value by their consumption. Because this mercenary
production of speech exists only through the consumer who himself
exists only through his conditioning. By interposed surveys, a
conditioned 'public' conditions the growth of its own conditioning. A
speech 'launched on the market' can thus have 'snowball' effect
provided that the advertising noise is instantaneously intense and
that the 'target' has sufficiently conditioned reflexes. Once
the impact of the process is ensured
the
quantitative surge devotes the quality which in turn boosts again the
quantity. In the logic of the tautological feedback the bulimia
continues with a same frenzy.
See
our 'Master Thinkers' who fight so verbosely to occupy the stage of
our cave… There are the trumpet players of claimed 'following
singing days' becoming only disenchanted! There are the virtuous
denouncers of the 'opium of people' whose people quickly
start to denounce their opium! There are the sententious ones who
take the myopia of their visions for the last word of history. There
are the narrow-minded who do not put in doubt the 'impassable
horizons' of their narrownesses. There are the street sweepers of
the 'dustbins of 'history' who never finish emptying the dustbins.
There are the skilful charlatans to state you sick of mythical
complexes just to sell their placebos. There
are the coprophages…
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