II. A Meditation upon two passages in Capital
1. “Eine Ware scheint auf den ersten Blick ein
selbstverständliches, triviales Ding.
Ihre Analyse ergibt, das sie ein sehr vertrachtes Ding ist, voll
metaphysicher Spitzfindigkeit und theologischer Mucken.” [MEW, v. 23 p 85]
“A
commodity appears at first sight an extremely obvious, trivial thing. But its analysis brings out that it is a very
strange thing, abounding in metaphysical subtleties and theological niceties.” [Fowkes translation. P. 163]
2. “Wenn ich sage, Rocke, Stiefel usw. beziehen
sich auf Leinwand als die allgemeine Verkörperung abstrakter menschlicher
Arbeit, so springt die Verrücktheit dieses Ausdrucks ins Auge. Aber wenn die Produzenten von Rock, Steifel
usw. diese Waren auf Leinwand – oder auf Gold und Silber, was nichts an der
Sache ändert – als allgemeine Äquivalent beziehen, erscheint ihnen die
Beziehung ihrer Privatarbeiten zu der gesellschaftlichen Gesamtarbeit in dieser
verrückten Form.” [MEW, v. 21, p. 90]
“If
I state that coasts or boots stand in a relation to linen because the latter is
the universal incarnation of abstract human labor, the absurdity of the
statement is self-evident. Nevertheless,
when the producers of coats and boots bring these commodities into a relation
with linen, or with gold and silver (and this makes no difference here), as the
universal equivalent, the relation between their own private labour and the
collective labour of society appears to them in exactly this absurd form.” [Fowkes translation, p. 169]
[These two passages appear in the famous fourth section of
the first chapter of Capital, the section entitled “the Fetishism of the
commodity and its secret.” The first
passage opens the section’ the second appears slightly less than half way
through.] A commodity, Marx says,
appears at first sight an extremely obvious, trivial thing. But its analysis – to which the preceding
three sections of the chapter have been devoted – reveals it to be a very
strange thing, abounding in metaphysical subtleties and theological niceties. The opening statement is an assertion of the
most enormous complexity, provocative in the extreme. “For the utopian socialists require a sign,
and the classical political economists seek after wisdom. But Marx preaches the commodity mystified,
[which is] unto the utopian socialists a stumbling block and unto the
neo-classicals foolishness. [Corinthians 1: 22-23, with slight emendations.] To the Enlightenment, religion is superstition. Écrasez l’infame! To believe is to be mistaken, misled, in
error. To be enlightened is to be
disabused of one’s belief, to be relieved of it, to put it aside as one of the
things of humanity’s childhood. In place
of religion, we offer the history of religion, the sociology of religion, the
psychology of religion. Does Malinowski believe
the superstitions of the Trobrianders?
As well ask whether Bullfinch sacrifices to Apollo!
A commodity
appears at first sight an extremely obvious, trivial thing. A coat is a piece of woolen goods, cut,
shaped, and sewn so as to serve as a protection against the elements – or as a
proclamation of majesty. It is, or so it
appears, a physical object, coming to be and passing away in time, occupying
for a time a succession of regions of space, and having such a configuration of
its material elements as to produce a particular array of physico-chemical
responses in the sense-organs of normal human bodies. And yet, Marx assures us, its analysis
reveals that it abounds in metaphysical subtleties and theological
niceties. It is, no less than the Eucharist,
a being whose accidents have persisted while its substance has changed. Only it is not the body of Christ that has
been exchanged for the substance of the bread; rather, it is the labour of the
baker! Or more precisely, a quantum of
abstract socially necessary labour of which the baker’s concrete, particular
labour is but the most imperfect copy.
Now, the holy wafer really is just a cracker. And though it requires the labour of a Voltaire
to strip from it its holy shroud, still it is just a cracker. The rest is superstition, with which we can
once for all dispense. Just so is the
tree merely a tree, a doll merely a doll, the rock merely a rock, and all the
other fetishes of primitive religion merely the physical objects they
manifestly reveal themselves to be under scientific scrutiny.
So the
commodity, too, is a fetish. Marx seems to tell us. And we scientists will recognize it for what
it is – a cracker, a coat, a bolt of cloth, no more. The classical economists may imagine a
commodity to be congealed labour, in some pathetic imitation of the theology of
their childhood. But we will see corn
and iron, spindles and coats, for what they are.
Marx is
being sarcastic, therefore, in the opening lines of this section. He is mocking Smith and Ricardo, much as the
Philosophes mocked the Church and its apologists. And yet, perversely, with what any good enlightenment
debunker would consider a most reactionary persistence, Marx continues to speak
of the commodity in just those mystified, fetishized terms that he has
apparently condemned! For two thousand
pages, through all three volumes of Capital – and for two thousand more
in the Theories of Surplus Value, Marx speaks the language of congealed
labour. He manipulates quanta of value,
defines their ratios and relationships, and puzzles over the mysterious
divergence of manifest, observable prices from the true, underlying, real value
relationships hidden from mortal eyes.
It is a performance, one might think, to rekindle faith in the doctrines
of the Trinity and the Immaculate Conception.
Does Marx truly believe that linen [or gold, it matters not
here] is the universal incarnation of abstract human labour? Verrückt, he says – which our
translation renders “absurd,” but which might, more colloquially, be translated as “crazy,” “cracked,”
“deranged.” Why does Marx deliberately
adopt a mode of speech which he himself ridicules as verrückt?
The bread and wine of the Eucharist appear at first sight
extremely obvious, trivial things. But
the teachings of Mother Church reveal them to be strange things, abounding in
metaphysical subtleties and theological niceties. Even so.
A commodity appears to be an extremely obvious, trivial thing. But analysis reveals that a commodity is not
an object at all. It is, in the
strictest sense of our words, a system of social relationships of production
and distribution that necessarily appear to us as a physical object. This physical stuff before me, shaped and
colored and arranged as it is in space and time, is no more capable of being,
all by itself, a coat – if by the term “coat” we mean to imply “a coat qua
commodity´-- than that man with his stripes on his sleeve and the bit of
metal pinned to his tunic is capable, by himself, of being a
sergeant-major! Just as the poor, verrückte
man who acts out the shreds and tatters of his familiar social role in the
midst of catastrophe is a stock comic figure of literature, so we might imagine
a mad pair of boots desperately seeking to effect its customary commodity
exchange in the marketless desert of a subsistence economy!
I repeat, a commodity is a system of social relationships of
production and distribution that necessarily appears to us as a physical
object. A further step: exchange
value is a system of wage labour and commodity production that necessarily
appears to us as money capital.
Commodities present themselves to us as objects even to scientists –
nay, even to political economists! The
objectification of the subjective is a necessary condition of capitalism. The sociologist of religion need not believe
in the transubstantiation of the host.
But the political economist must believe in the reality of the commodity. “When producers of coats and boots bring
their commodities into relation with linen … as the universal equivalent, the
relation between their own private labour and the collective labour of society
appears to them [necessarily] in exactly this absurd form.”
The labour theory of value is a system of ironic
discourse. It expresses the complexity
of the object of investigation, and also the ambivalence of the subject of
discourse, the speaker. The labour theory
of value is the necessary and appropriate misrepresentation of
the social and economic reality that is its object.
4 comments:
A whirl-wind of abstraction, but cutting to the point as always.
'Now, the holy wafer really is just a cracker. And though it requires the labour of a Voltaire to strip from it its holy shroud, still it is just a cracker.'
Christ on a Cracker!
..it didn't require the labour of a Volatire now did it.
'..still it is just a cracker.'
..or in other words, it's a commodity. They seem to just magically appear on the altar, right? But likely comes from a secular, industrial baker based out of Greenville, Rhode Island. They dominate the Roman Catholic Mass market -- a surprisingly cutthroat business. A proprietary flour blend, and so forth..
'The labour theory of value is the necessary and appropriate misrepresentation of the social and economic reality that is its object.'
fancies and fallacies and quibbles are maybe as appealing as they are, and your mileage may vary. I don't so much insist that 'sober observation and balanced reasoning' is more interesting, I just wonder if being able to draw the distinction makes you smarter than you look. But no, I don't mean you -- what I mean is, that economics is the best of both worlds here.
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