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Disconnect Between Employment and GDP

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Employment

Between December 2009 and December 2011, US GDP increased by about 4.7%.

At the same time total US employment only increased by 1.1%, from 139,220,000 to 140,790,000.

And while a modest increase in the number of full-time and part-time jobs accounted for a modest decline in the official calculation of unemployment, meanwhile back in reality…

The modest increase of 1,570,000 jobs didn’t even cover the increase in “civilian noninstitutional population,” 16 and over, which rose by 1,695,000, from 238,889,000 to 240,584,000.

But most of this increase in our 16-and-over population was simply wished away by the Bureau of Labor Statistics, which only added 274,000 of them (about 15%) into the “civilian labor force,” which accordingly only rose from 153,613,000 to 153,887,000, as if 85% of this slice of our working-age population was mysteriously “unavailable for work.”

And of course median household income continued to decline, so…

Unless you’re one of the very lucky very few, all those rosy headlines about declining unemployment and increasing GDP won’t mean much of anything for you.

The Unbearable Burden of Social Justice

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Slavoj Žižek has unveiled a radical re-evaluation of the concept of social justice for the London Review of Books, although you wouldn’t know it from the title of his essay.

The Revolt of the Salaried Bourgeoisie!

Snore! Lots of middle-class kiddies showed up for the Arab Spring! What else is new? No job for Abdul except slinging falafel, even with his Ph.D!

That’s Arabia, baby!

And it’s only after five or six paragraphs of snooze-inducing neo-Marxist analysis (Hardt and Negri) that the world-class intellectual terrorist Žižek finally throws his bomb, and as usual he bought it from somebody else’s bomb-shop.

The evaluative procedure used to decide which workers receive a surplus wage is an arbitrary mechanism of power and ideology, with no serious link to actual competence; the surplus wage exists not for economic but for political reasons: to maintain a ‘middle class’ for the purpose of social stability. The arbitrariness of social hierarchy is not a mistake, but the whole point, with the arbitrariness of evaluation playing an analogous role to the arbitrariness of market success. Violence threatens to explode not when there is too much contingency in the social space, but when one tries to eliminate contingency.

In La Marque du sacré, Jean-Pierre Dupuy conceives hierarchy as one of four procedures (‘dispositifs symboliques’) whose function is to make the relationship of superiority non-humiliating: hierarchy itself (an externally imposed order that allows me to experience my lower social status as independent of my inherent value); demystification (the ideological procedure which demonstrates that society is not a meritocracy but the product of objective social struggles, enabling me to avoid the painful conclusion that someone else’s superiority is the result of his merit and achievements); contingency (a similar mechanism, by which we come to understand that our position on the social scale depends on a natural and social lottery; the lucky ones are those born with the right genes in rich families); and complexity (uncontrollable forces have unpredictable consequences; for instance, the invisible hand of the market may lead to my failure and my neighbour’s success, even if I work much harder and am much more intelligent).

Contrary to appearances, these mechanisms don’t contest or threaten hierarchy, but make it palatable, since ‘what triggers the turmoil of envy is the idea that the other deserves his good luck and not the opposite idea – which is the only one that can be openly expressed.’ Dupuy draws from this premise the conclusion that it is a great mistake to think that a reasonably just society which also perceives itself as just will be free of resentment: on the contrary, it is in such societies that those who occupy inferior positions will find an outlet for their hurt pride in violent outbursts of resentment.

Since I don’t pretend to write a better summary of Dupuy than Žižek, I’ll leave the reader to weave his or her way through that forest of ideas without me, and instead tease out a few reasonable assumptions underlying Žižek’s presentation.

What all those wannabe salaried kiddies in Cairo will not get is what some neo-Marxists call “surplus wages,” meaning wages above and beyond what a hard-working blue-collar worker would earn, and Americans accordingly interpret the Arab Spring as a revolt for social justice, meaning their particular paradigm of “meritocratic” payoffs for the university bourgeoisie.

Of course you deserve to make four times as much as a truck driver, Buckwheat! You went to college!

But for Žižek our self-proclaimed Jeffersonian meritocracy is just another “arbitrary social hierarchy,” now falling apart almost everywhere, from Chicago to Cairo, where the previous generation left falafel behind and began slinging paper instead, on the basis of college credentials that don’t guarantee you a high-paying job today.

“Our inherited right to sling paper for big bucks has been infringed! Down with Mubarak!”

But instead of Mohamed El Baradei and his gang of bourgeois technocrats, the Arab street has elected the Muslim Brotherhood, and now it’s back to the Middle Ages for the erstwhile Egyptian middle class.

So the question of “social justice” wasn’t really in play, except in what remains of the Western press, where the last few reporters and editors still believe in their own divine right to “surplus wages,” and project that delusional paradigm onto every social conflict anywhere.

Meanwhile the same abyss also opens beneath the American bourgeoisie, almost all of them (outside the elite 1%) ineluctably teetering over the brink. Bargain software can do the same job as an MBA! Law-clerks in Mumbai write wills for $2! Expert software outputs a more accurate diagnosis than the average doctor!

Yesterday you looked away when steel-workers were suddenly transformed into “structurally unemployable” nobodies. You don’t need no stinking unions! Welfare is for losers! Cut it down to nothing!

Now it’s your turn to fall, and if there’s any such thing as social justice, you’re about to feel it.

Immortals at the Oscars

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Nausicaa
Athena with Nausicaa and attendants

Among many other
immortals at the Oscars
Athena arranges a high-concept
comb-over for Odysseus
who immediately seduces
yet another Gidget,
arrow in her eye
via
Aphrodite, iPhone
sext from your
sixth-grade
girlfriend, “I saw you
on the red carpet
and I always
knew you were
too mean to die.”
 

Gold

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Gold
Two atoms of gold collide in the Relativistic Heavy Ion Collider at Brookhaven National Laboratory, and thousands of exotic particles fly away in all directions!

Brookhaven also provides a helpful video for anyone who wants to take a closer look at this tiny train-wreck, and where else will you see slo-mo video slowed down by a factor of…

10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000!

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Anger Management of the Left and Right

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Howler

After so many snarky suggestions from Obamabots and other “liberal” goody-goodies, I finally enrolled in anger management, and it worked out better than I ever imagined!

Now my therapist helps me pick my targets, and provides me with an iron-clad alibi after the fact.

“Mr. Freeze was in my office when the fracas occurred, so he cannot be the blood-soaked howler in those surveillance videos.”

Meanwhile the right-wing never had any trouble with anger, and aren’t they winning everywhere! They foisted the sick, twisted con-man Obama on the Democrats, and that son-of-a-bitch never stops killing!

Obama never stops killing! Drone bombers are always flying somewhere, from Afghanistan to Pakistan to Yemen to Somalia, killing women and children and who the heck knows what they kill, with their imbecile targeters peeping at video monitors 10,000 miles away! But the bodies of children just keep piling up, and there’s enough of them now to make a little mountain, like a monument to hate, while candy-ass Obamabots purse their precious PC lips and recommend “anger management” to anybody and everybody who opposes their shit-head Messiah.

From Nirvana to Never Love Anything

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I was the first kid on my block with an album by Nirvana when Smells Like Teen Spirit appeared on MTV, way back in 1991/1992, in an era when Amy Grant, Wilson Philips, Celine Dion, Elton John, Mariah Carey, and even Vanilla Ice were all over the charts, and weren’t they sweet!

And then there was Kurt Cobain, voice of any and all generations then alive (except for the vast brain-dead majority), and then there wasn’t, and there were art-bands I like like Radiohead and voices bouncing off the far far walls of our global echo-chamber, like M.I.A, but nobody loaded the orb of everything on his or her shoulders and staggered half a step with it, or inhaled the ineffable spiritus mundi and translated it all into music.

What are we now, right now, except so many weasels fighting in a hole, on the eve of another Great War, with a hundred little wars already waiting to join it?

Now days are dragon-ridden, the nightmare
Rides upon sleep: a drunken soldiery
Can leave the mother, murdered at her door,
To crawl in her blood, and go scot-free;
The night can sweat with terror as before
We pieced our thought into philosophy,
And planned to bring the world under a rule,
Who are but weasels fighting in a hole…

But if any band can sum up who we are, it’s the otherwise unknown local Canadian thrash/punk band Pantychrist, whose meth-possessed lead singer now languishes in jail for a stupid, low-rent murder, and she even has some wise advice for you, Buckwheat!

Never Love Anything, because who wants to love it if you have to watch it burn?

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Amanda Le Klassen – Traffic in the Sky

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A monstrous console EQ fell out of the sky and landed in my studio, but what fun is that unless I try it out on something beautiful, like Amanda Le Klassen’s home recording of Traffic in the Sky? You can see and hear the original at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ws5mtsjyLIU along with Amanda’s channel and a whole lotta beautiful singing at http://www.youtube.com/user/AmandaLeKlassen

Russian Wah-Wah on Sunset Boulevard

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I bought a Soviet-era wah-wah pedal from a vintage shop in Silver Lake about a month ago, and started dragging it around from venue to venue without ever playing more than four or five notes at a time through its weirdly erratic circuits, but eventually…

About 4 AM on New Year’s Day I was all alone in the debris of what was probably a fairly good party in a high-rise on Sunset Boulevard, so I looped a few chords on an abandoned suitcase piano and wah-wahed through forty or fifty bars of a suitably mournful little riff, looking down at the lights of west Los Angeles.

Ticket, Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan

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Ticket, Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan

Denaro e Bellezza

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Denaro e Bellezza

At Palazzo Strozzi in Firenze, Italia, 17 September 2011-22 January 2012: Bankers, Botticelli and the Bonfire of the Vanities, a vast exposition recounting “the birth of our modern banking system and of the economic boom that it triggered, providing a reconstruction of European life and the continent’s economy from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance,” overseen by an equally vast “scholarly committee” which includes Jacob Rothschild and Beatrice Paolozzi Strozzi, a distant offspring of the Strozzi bank that constructed the fortress/palazzo Strozzi in 1489 as a bulwark against the rival Medicis, who would have slaughtered the Strozzis in the blink of an eye, if they dwelt in a palace of twigs or straw.

“Little pigs, little pigs, let us come in!”

“No, not by the hair on our chinny-chin-chins!”