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Franco ''Bifo'' Berardi - The Soul at Work From Alienation to Autonomy

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10 / Tile <strong>Soul</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Work</strong><br />

have some currency in rhese debares) is nor rhe primary source of<br />

value in rhe productJ.on process. R<strong>at</strong>her the soul as a web of<br />

<strong>at</strong>tachments and tastes, <strong>at</strong>tractions and inclin<strong>at</strong>ions. <strong>The</strong> soul is<br />

ot simply the se<strong>at</strong> of intellectual oper<strong>at</strong>ions, but the affective and<br />

libidinal forces th<strong>at</strong> weave <strong>to</strong>gether a world: <strong>at</strong>tentiveness, the<br />

ability <strong>to</strong> address, care for and appeal <strong>to</strong> others. <strong>The</strong> contemporary<br />

subject of cognitive capitalism-Bifo speaks of the cognitari<strong>at</strong>, but<br />

perhaps there are other names-is not simply a producer of know 1-<br />

edge and a manager of symbols. Capitalism is the mobiliz<strong>at</strong>ion of<br />

a p<strong>at</strong>hos and the organiz<strong>at</strong>ion of a mood; its subject, a field of<br />

desire, a point of inflexion for an impersonal affect th<strong>at</strong> circul<strong>at</strong>es<br />

like a rumor. <strong>The</strong> cognitari<strong>at</strong> carries a virus.<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Soul</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Work</strong> calls itself an experiment in "psychop<strong>at</strong>hology,"<br />

and it describes how something in the collective soul has seized up.<br />

<strong>The</strong> world has become heavy, thick, opaque, intransigent. A little,<br />

dark light shines through, though. Something opens up with this<br />

extinction of the possible. We no longer feel compelled <strong>to</strong> act, th<strong>at</strong><br />

is, <strong>to</strong> be effective. Our passivity almost seems like a release, a<br />

refusal, a de-activ<strong>at</strong>ion of a system of possibles th<strong>at</strong> are not ours.<br />

<strong>The</strong> possible is seen for wh<strong>at</strong> it is: an imposition, smothering. With<br />

the eclipse of the possible, <strong>at</strong> the point zero of depressive lapse, we<br />

are <strong>at</strong> times seized by our own potentiality: a potency th<strong>at</strong>, no<br />

Ion<br />

in vec<strong>to</strong>rs of realiz<strong>at</strong>ion, washes back over us.<br />

Depression ccurs, <strong>Franco</strong> "Bifo" <strong>Berardi</strong> argues, when the<br />

spee and plexity of the flows of inform<strong>at</strong>ion overwhelm the<br />

capacities of the "social brain)) <strong>to</strong> manage these flows, inducing a<br />

panic th<strong>at</strong> concludes, shortly thereafter, with a depressive plunge.<br />

Depression is so widespread <strong>to</strong>day, Bifo argues, because the contemporary<br />

organiz<strong>at</strong>ion of production of surplus-value is founded<br />

on the phenomenon-the accumul<strong>at</strong>ion-of speed. In well-known<br />

pages from the Grundrisse, Marx spoke of a tendency, a limit point<br />

in the process of the valoriz<strong>at</strong>ion of capital: the impossible possibility<br />

th<strong>at</strong> capital might circul<strong>at</strong>e "without circul<strong>at</strong>ion time," <strong>at</strong> an<br />

infinite velocity, such th<strong>at</strong> the passage from one moment in the<br />

circul<strong>at</strong>ion of capital <strong>to</strong> the next would take place <strong>at</strong> the "speed of<br />

thought." Such a capital would return <strong>to</strong> itself even before taking<br />

leave of itself, passing through all of its phases in a process<br />

encountering no obstacles, in an ideal time without time-in the<br />

blinding flash of an instant without dur<strong>at</strong>ion, a cycle contracting<br />

in<strong>to</strong> a point. No less an authority than Bill G<strong>at</strong>es restages this fantasy-a<br />

limit point of capital, <strong>to</strong>ward which it strains, its<br />

vanishing point-in his Business @ the Sp eed o/ Thought, cited by<br />

Bifo as a contemporary formaliz<strong>at</strong>ion of this threshold, summoning<br />

the possibility of the circul<strong>at</strong>ion of inform<strong>at</strong>ion th<strong>at</strong> would,<br />

G<strong>at</strong>es fantasizes, OCCut as "quickly and n<strong>at</strong>urally as thought in a<br />

human being."<br />

<strong>The</strong>re is speed and there is speed. It is not simply the phenomenon<br />

of speed as such th<strong>at</strong> plays the p<strong>at</strong>hogenic role here. <strong>The</strong> social<br />

fac<strong>to</strong>ty is just as much governed by the destabilizing experience of<br />

changes in rhythms, differences in speeds, whiplash-like reorient<strong>at</strong>ions<br />

imposed on a workforce th<strong>at</strong> is flexible, precarious and permanently<br />

on-call-and equipped with the l<strong>at</strong>est iPhone. This organiz<strong>at</strong>ion<br />

of work, in which just-in-time production is ovetseen by a permanently<br />

temporary labor force, is mirrored in the form of<br />

governance characteristic of democr<strong>at</strong>ic imperialism, sustained as<br />

it is by appeals <strong>to</strong> urgency, permanent mobiliz<strong>at</strong>ion, suspensions of<br />

norms: governance by crisis, rule by exception. It is impossible <strong>to</strong><br />

separ<strong>at</strong>e the spheres of the economy and the political these days. In<br />

each case, a managed disorder, the administr<strong>at</strong>ion of chaos. <strong>The</strong><br />

social pacts and p<strong>to</strong>ductive truces of the old welfare st<strong>at</strong>es are gone.

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