The Occupy movement is a virus. That is obvious. But the metaphor veers disturbingly
into the real—exhibiting the virus’ trademark capacity for metalepsis and
contagion—when we think of the lurid stories that broke out in November: “Zucotti
lung” at OWS, the deadly canine
parvovirus over the bridge at OccupySF. The evictions that followed, in turn, are consonant with what
we have known for some time now about the political project of public
health.
Equally obvious, however, is that the corporate
financial system targeted by Occupy is parasitic too. It is parasitic on the people whose house mortgages it sold
and traded; parasitic on the citizens whose tax-revenue it has consumed;
parasitic, ultimately, on the finite reserves of the environment.
And then, there are those pests accused of
parasiting Occupy. Ninety-nine
percent of us reviled the attempted appropriations by every leftist outfit with
an email list. But more
controversially, every local Occupy has struggled with the disruptions and
divisions within the camps. Do the
“ghettos” that invariably develop in the parks and plazas merely leech off of
the functioning Occupy organism? Can and should the Spokes Council style of
organization developed by #OWS immunize the movement from such
disruptions? And finally,
uncomfortably, there is us: scholars
and students, rushing to publish and present, to disseminate our pet ideas
through the vitality of Occupy.
Who then is the virus, and who is host? What can
the figure of the virus—in its reflexivity, itself so symptomatic of our age,
spreading like mad—tell us about Occupy?
First, by way of a definition. The biological virus is known as an
obligate parasite, meaning that it can’t reproduce outside of a host cell
(though unlike the parasite, it is a non-cellular being, and thus usually not
considered alive). In this
loveliest of books, Michael Serres thinks the broader category of the parasite
as the basic structure of human relationships. The parasite, which also means “static” in French,
introduces disruption in the system—it is what others have called the clinamen.
Serres notices immediately the chain of virality that we observed plaguing
Occupy: everywhere he looks, he
shows the parasite of the host itself being parasited. And as the parasite burrows into the
fleshly feast of its host, it appropriates the property for itself with its dirt
and disorder: it takes space, takes power with a noise (the drum circle!) or
smell (burning sage) or more elementary stercoral
means. (Serres expands on this
insight in his more recent Malfeasance: Appropriation through Pollution
(trans. 2010)).
The chain-linked structure of parasitism means
that the disorder introduced by the bug can quickly become the New Order. As people invariably remark, the word
“virus” comes
from a Latin word that can mean both the venom of a snake and the semen of
a man: like the pharmakon, the virus
both destroys and creates. This is
true. But personally, I prefer a
different image. Biologists know
that an endogenous retrovirus, a once-dangerous virus that has been integrated
into the genome of the host, is crucial to human and other mammalian
conception. Specifically, this
domesticated virus produces a protein that allows the placenta to connect to
neighboring cells, so that nutrients can be transferred from the mother to the
fetus. Viruses in general are
known as the mix-masters of evolution—the God factor, if you will. But if Occupy is this kind of virus, it will not just re-arrange the world’s memetic
furniture. It will conceive, link,
and nourish a new one.
But the endogenous retrovirus, after all, projects
a long way into the future. Who
knows how many centuries of evolution were required to transmute that venom? We might not have much time; we need a
virus that cures, fast. During the first world war, the
Canadian physician Felix d’Herelle discovered a virus that lives on, and kills,
bacteria: the bacteriophage. He
went on to use this little virus to successfully treat dysentery, cholera, and
even the bubonic plague. Can we
imagine Occupy devouring the pestilence of capitalism, the black pustules of
exploitation vanishing, strands of horizontality multiplying with hungry
cosmopolitanism?
Much, therefore, depends on what kind of virus
Occupy is, or becomes. Will the Nigerian
strain mutate in a different direction than the North American? Will Occupy Chicago this May provoke
a different immune system response than #OWS and Occupy Oakland did in the
fall?
In a very longterm view, the countless viral and
parasitic appropriations of Occupy, even down to Obama’s populist rhetoric in
the latest state of the union address, may not be what we ought to worry about.
We are, already, reformulating the
world’s political DNA. Instead,
the figure of the virus suggests new narrative possibilities and reframes essential
tactical questions. How do hosts
neutralize their unwanted guests? What
exactly is Occupy’s host—the local cities, the national body politic?—and do we
want to kill it? And if we do, are
we prepared to inhabit a new host?
As virus, we are reminded of our vulnerability: our basic dependence on
what we seek to overcome.
But with elegant polysyllabicity, Serres reminds
us of our motto and our strength: “Metamorphosis is omnipotence.” In a placard-sized word: Mutate!
It seems to me that your post resonates with many of the other posts along the theme of possibility, the new, and especially the unknown (and unknowable) new. The metaphor of mutation is an interesting addition to this theme.
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