Against this
paradoxically repressive tolerance of dissent, Marcuse brandished the only
weapon he could find: the power of great
art. Marcuse's thought here is very
deep, very surprising, and in my judgment very powerful. In a speech I have given in several venues
titled "What Good is a Liberal Education?" I undertook to explicate
Marcuse's thinking. I am going to
reproduce here what I said in that speech, despite the fact that the entire
text has been posted on box.net. Once
again, I apologize for repeating myself.
Here is what I said:
"The new-born infant does not possess a coherent
rational self or ego with which to negotiate its relationship to the external
world. Indeed, it does not yet so much as possess a conception of itself in
contradistinction to its surroundings. What we think of as the ordinary
thought-processes of reality orientation - the
distinction of self and other, the recognition of relations of space, time, and
causality, the distinction between desire and satisfaction, wish and actuality - are in fact secondary accomplishments, painfully acquired in the
wake of initial and continuing frustrations. Each of the stages of what we
consider normal childhood development has a profoundly ambivalent significance
for the child, at one and the same time a source of power, satisfaction, and
self-esteem, and a suffering of frustration, pain, and rage.
"One example can perhaps stand for the entire
years-long process. Little babies are at first unable to express their desires,
of course, save by the inefficient method of crying. Still, a fortunate baby
will succeed in getting its parent's attention by crying, and the parent will
become hyper-sensitively attuned to those slight variations in the cry which
indicate whether it is hunger, fatigue, colic, or teething that is the cause.
Eventually, the baby learns to sit up in a high chair and eat with its hands or
a spoon, and [we may suppose] it learns as well that when it waves its hands
and makes a demanding noise, it gets a cookie. The baby, note, will be deeply
ambivalent about this learned behavior, for what the baby wants [or so Freud
persuasively tells us] is to have its hunger, or its desire for a cookie,
instantaneously gratified, without even the temporary frustration of waiting
until the parent decodes the cry and responds. But though this state of affairs
has come about at the cost of frustration and pain, it is also a source of
power and gratification. By learning how to command its parent's response, the
baby can get the cookie. What is more, the parent is likely to respond with
manifest pleasure to the baby's ability to sit up and communicate its wants.
"One day, something inexplicable, terrible,
frustrating, painful happens. The baby makes its demanding noise, with the cookie
in full view just outside its reach, and the parent, instead of immediately
handing it over, as has happened every day for as long as the baby can
remember, now picks up the cookie, holds it tantalizingly before the baby, and
says in what can only be construed as a deliberately sadistic voice, "Can
you say 'cookie'?" Well, all of us know the rest of this story, for all of
us have lived through it. The acquisition of language, the mastery of one's
bowels, the control of one's temper - all of
the stages in development that make one an adult human being who is
recognizably a member of a society - all have
a negative side, a side associated with shame, rage, pain, frustration,
resentment, a backside, as we learn to think of it, as well as a positive side associated
with praise, self-esteem, public reward, power, satisfaction - a front, which, as our language very nicely suggests, is both an
officially good side and also a pretense, a fake.
"By and large, we do not forget the frustration, the
pain, the rage. We repress it, drive it out of consciousness, deny it, put it
behind us, as we like to say. But, like our own backsides, and the feces which
issue from them, they remain, and exercise a secret, shameful attraction for
us.
"This brief reminder of our common heritage makes it
clear that the repression of "unacceptable" wishes - as Freud so quaintly and aptly labeled them in his earlier
writings - is an essential
precondition for our development of the ability to interact effectively with
the world, and with one another. Mastery of our own bodies, mastery of
language, the psychic ability, and willingness, to defer gratification long
enough to perform necessary work, the ability to control destructive, and
self-destructive, rages or desires - civilization,
society, culture, survival depend upon them. But necessary though they are,
they are painful; throughout our lives, we carry, repressed, the delicious,
illicit fantasies of total, immediate, uncompromised gratification, of
instantaneous, magical fulfillment, of the permission to indulge the desires
that have been stigmatized as negative.
"In One-Dimensional
Man, in what has always seemed to me one of the truly inspired texts of
twentieth century social theory, Marcuse deploys these insight to explain the
structure and conditions of social protest, and the subjective psychological
sources of the energy that fuels social change. The argument goes like this:
The energy on which we draw for work, for art, and for politics, as well as for
sex, is the fund of originally undifferentiated libidinal energy with which we
are born, and which we attach to various objects through the psychic processes
of sublimation, displacement, and cathexis. The gratifications we obtain are,
as Freud poignantly shows us, always somewhat diminished, compromised, shadowed
by the unavoidable adjustments to reality. The pleasures of useful, fruitful,
unalienated labor, the satisfactions of artistic creation, even the sensuous
delights of sexual intercourse, necessarily fall short of what is longed for in
our repressed fantasies. To give a single, elementary example: all of us who
write books of philosophy will acknowledge, I imagine, that in our most secret
dreams, we lust after a review that begins something like this: "Not since
Plato wrote THE REPUBLIC has a work of such power and brilliance burst upon the
scene" - after which, we become
instantaneously rich, young, thin, and flooded with absolutely risk-free offers
of polymorphic sexual satisfaction. What actually happens, if we are fortunate,
is that we are moderately favorably reviewed, by someone with his or her own
fantasies of instant gratification, and have the genuine, but subdued pleasure,
in years to come, of stumbling on references to our production, or of
encounters with a praising reader.
"Now, Marcuse suggests, there is real surplus
psychic repression inflicted on all of us in our society, most particularly on
those at the bottom of the economic pyramid, and the established,
institutionalized structures of political and economic repression being what
they are, it takes an enormous, painful, dangerous mobilization of psychic
energy to fight those structures and reduce the quantum of surplus repression.
But since the dangers of revolt and resistance are so great, and most especially
because the repression has been internalized in each of us in the form of an
unnecessarily punitive set of self-inflicted restraints, a reasoned, measured,
realistic call for incremental improvements is unlikely to elicit the burst of
revolutionary energy needed for any change at all. "Workers of the world,
unite! You have a modest reduction in surplus repression to win!" is not a
slogan calculated to bring suffering men and women into the streets.
"What in fact happens, Marcuse suggests, is that revolutionary
change is energized by the utopian, siren call of liberation, which, whatever
the language in which it is couched, is experienced subjectively as a promise
of the gratification of those infantile fantasies of instantaneous, magical,
total gratification which lurk within us all. Workers' liberation, Black liberation, Women's liberation, Gay
liberation - all appeal, necessarily,
meretriciously, and yet productively, to these universal repressed fantasies.
Only the tapping of such powerful wellsprings of psychic energy can move us to
the heroic feats required for even modest reductions in surplus repression.
"The upshot
of every revolution is therefore disappointment, for no matter how successful
the revolution, it cannot, in the nature of things, liberate us from necessary
repression. After the victory celebrations, we must still go to work, use the
toilet, submit ourselves to some code or other of dress, of speech, of sexual
conduct. Despite the inevitable and repeated disappointments, we must keep
alive the fantasies, and attach them to our political aspirations, for they are
the essential motor of real world social, economic, and political progress.
"How
can we keep alive the deeply buried fantasies so that their energy can be used
to fuel the real-world project of liberation from surplus repression? Surprisingly, Marcuse argues that the great
works of art, literature, philosophy and music of our cultural tradition play
an essential and unexpectedly subversive role. Regardless of their manifest
content and apparent purpose, these works keep alive, in powerful and covert
ways, the fantasies of gratification, the promise of happiness, the anger at
necessary repression, on which radical political action feeds.
"To
explain somewhat how even the most seemingly abstract works of art perform this
function, let me quote a single paragraph from Marcuse's discussion, and then
explicate it by reference to a Bach fugue. Here is the passage:
"The
tension between the actual and the possible is transfigured into an insoluble
conflict, in which reconciliation is by grace of the oeuvre as form: beauty as
the "promesse de bonheur." In the form of the oeuvre, the actual
circumstances are placed in another dimension where the given reality shows itself
as that which it is. Thus it tells the truth about itself; its language ceases
to be that of deception, ignorance, and submission. Fiction calls the facts by their name and
their reign collapses; fiction subverts
everyday experience and shows it to be mutilated and false. But art has this
magic power only as the power of negation. It can speak its own language only
as long as the images are alive which refuse and refute the established
order. [ONE-DIMENSIONAL MAN, pp. 61-62]"
"Consider
a Bach fugue, which can stand, in Marcuse's analysis, for any work of art or
literature that submits itself, as all true art must, to some canon of formal
constraint. We could as well consider a
sonnet, a portrait, a statue, or indeed a Platonic dialogue. The rules
governing the composition of a fugue are extremely strict. They
constitute, psychologically speaking, a
repression of the composer's instinctual, creative energies. In the hands of a
novice, the fugue-form is a strait-jacket, painfully forcing one to adjust
one's musical line in unnatural ways. It is, speaking at the very deepest
psychological level, the equivalent of being required to use the toilet, or to
say "cookie" before being fed.
But in the hands of Bach, all is transformed. Bach's fugues seem
effortless. They magically transcend the constraints of the form, all the while
rigidly conforming to them.
"The
result is sheer, sensuous beauty which is, at one and the same time, liberated
from the constraints of form and completely consonant with those constraints.
The fugue thus holds out, magically, the promise of total satisfaction, the
"promesse de bonheur," that is to be found in the unconscious of each
of us. In the same fashion, a Dickinson poem, a Rodin sculpture, a Platonic
dialogue, a van Gogh still life reawaken in us the fantasy of perfect,
effortless gratification. These works of art and literature, Marcuse is
suggesting, remind us of the possibility that there is a life better than the
network of compromises in which we are enmeshed, a second dimension to
existence in which freedom replaces necessity, happiness replaces suffering.
"The
great works of humanistic writing, be they philosophy, history, theology, or
criticism, accomplish the same end. The pure, rational arguments of Spinoza's
ETHICS recall for us the image of a world in which reason is an instrument of
liberation, not of domination. The sheer formal beauty of a mathematical proof,
the effortless derivation of the most powerful conclusions from apparently
innocent premises, holds out to us the hope of instantaneous ecstasy. "
There is,
of course, much, much more in One-Dimensional
Man than I have been able to indicate in this mini-tutorial, but six
thousand words are enough, I hope, to whet your appetite. Those of you who are analytic philosophers by
training and profession can read the book, gnashing your teeth at what you will
undoubtedly consider his willful misunderstanding of your chosen intellectual
style. My copy has marginal notes dating
from the sixties filled with outraged defenses of my own teachers, Quine among
them. But I am convinced that if you
will read the text with a certain generosity of spirit, you will find both
enlightenment and inspiration. It is not
for nothing that an earlier generation of rebellious youths found in Marcuse
the mentor their own education had denied them.