If Capitalism operates a mono-logic (exponential profit at all costs) through myriad forms;
Then Consumerism operates a mono-logic (accumulation at all costs) through myriad forms;
Else Cultural Democracy operates through a singular form of myriad logics;
If we are not prepared to listen within the din of cultural democracy, how can we complain of our submission to capitalism? We who have power are responsible. We who have power are most susceptible to the illusion that there exists an ‘outside’ or an ‘over-there’ to the cacophony.
“O what is it in me that makes me tremble so at voices?
Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her I shall follow,
As the water follows the moon, silently, with fluid steps, anywhere around the globe.
All waits for the right voices;
Where is the practis’d and perfect organ? where is the develop’d soul?
For I see every word utter’d thence has deeper, sweeter, new sounds,
impossible on less terms.”
I have re-covered a compass. A reminder. That I am not alone in the matter of mattering. Whitman.
Whitman knew all of it, before we took to the skies and made buddies with the clouds. Sky-buddies. He could see it coming. His resistance was love. Sympathy. Lyric. Hope. Unclosed souls against the Soul-Blindness. There are no more minerals left for the gadgets you desire. And the labs are inventing new materials now to fill in the craters. Poor crators.
Speak to me in the right voice. And I will follow. He says. The Markets speak a mono-logic: profit at all costs; protect the stakeholders. The players speak a lip-service, that induces double-bind anxieties. No amount of cleverness will save you once you listen to that babble. Don’t let it in!
Who are the right voices? The voice is the form, and the content is myriad, fluid, kaleidoscopic… the voice is the form. Picture voice. Line voice. Video Voice. Heart voice. Body voice. Song voice. Plastic Voice. Mouth voice. Hear voice. Movie voice. Silent voice. Wind voice. Ocean voice. River voice.
“I see brains and lips closed, tympans and temples unstruck,
Until that comes which has the quality to strike and to unclose,
Until that comes which has the quality to bring forth what lies
slumbering forever ready in all words.”
He says. Christian mission? Sounds like. But no. Hear more. To UnClose. The UnClosers work that prosody! That won’t do the mono-logic. At all at all.
“Vocalism, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine power to speak words;”
Holier than thou?