Perversion the Social Relation

Perversion the Social Relation Perversion the Social Relation

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2o6E. L. McCallumNarration is inherently social; it seeks to bond narrator and audience,but at the same time it necessarily must transform that relation, disturbif not disrupt. If Brooks wants to claim the death drive for narrative, hecan do so only for the aims and end of narrative. But both of these narratives,Accident and White Noise, have a perverse relation to their ends,precisely because they deal with contamination, which persists chronically,without ending or resolution, without continuation or renewal.They thus illustrate a different aspect of the drive—the compulsion todisperse, to ride the edge between language and narrative, knowledgeand meaning, is not at all comparable to stasis or growth. Contaminationoffers the site for change, the transformation that Todorov foundessential to narrative, but change in itself does not produce narrative;narrating produces narrative. The reading of Teutonophilia in each textbrings us to the edge between language and subject, and of all the thingsthat cannot be said, all the moments in each text that break down intoparticles of language—a word, a list of brand names, an advertising slogan—theseall are produced within what can be said, the story that is thetelling of what cannot be expressed. It is not the indirect representationof the ineffable, but the narration of the impossibility of representingthat is told, a narrative that is truly perverse. The mode of perverse narration—andnot every narrative is perverse—presents an opportunity tostage the threat to cohesive individual subjectivity within a context thatdoes not threaten human life. Perverse narration makes perversion safefor the social; or to be less sloganistic, if the real does unite the psychicaland the social, the death drive does not rule alone.To illustrate this claim, let us pause to consider the ambivalent, perverserelation of the novels to their ends. Accident, I have already discussed,perversely begins with its projected end, with a moment beyondthe narrative's moment of enunciation, so that when the day ends, theconvention brings us to nightfall and the end, we have only the impossibilityof continuing to narrate, to speak. The narrative trajectory movesfrom being embedded in the process of narrating, aware of itself as narration,to the edge of the infinite and unknown, and the problem of representingin any medium. The narrator recounts being awoken in themiddle of the night by a voice and a crying; this voice called from faraway and is counterbalanced by her realization that "the crying camefrom me, as I noticed after quite some time." 32 By contrast to this rim-

Contamination's Germinations 207ming the edge of the verbal and the expressive, distancing and immediacy,the narrator says that "very close to me, in my dream, a giant,nauseatingly putrescent moon had swiftly sunk down below the horizon.A photograph of my dead mother had been fastened to the darknight sky." 33 Here the distance of the voice is supplanted by a radicaldedistancing of the moon, and being awake is swapped with dream. Thespatial disorientation—between closeness and distance, real and imaginaryspace—evinced by such exchanges in this passage enacts the verydispersion of the perverse drive. Moreover, the replacement of the moonby the mother's representation rehearses the association of the moonwith death, and marks a shift from the relative and prophylactic safetyof language to the more contiguous, seductive, magical mode of visualrepresentation. There is no resolution, only a resolve to continue. Thefinal line, set apart in its own paragraph, reads, "How difficult it wouldbe, brother, to take leave of this earth." 34For its part, White Noise ends with a turn toward particles, and waves.The last chapter opens with a wild drive, one parallel to Jack Gladney'sTeutonophilic journey to Iron City, but performed by his son Wilder onhis tricycle. Wilder takes off on his own and miraculously crosses a busyhighway, only to tumble into a muddy inlet of the highwayside creek,rescued by a "passing motorist, as such people are called." 35 The chapterconcludes with Jack's musing on the newly rearranged supermarketshelves, a disruption that re-particle-izes the clientele. "They walk in afragmented trance, stop and go, clusters of well-dressed figures frozen inthe aisles, trying to figure out the pattern, discern the underlying logic,trying to remember where they'd seen the Cream of Wheat." u The elementsof the formerly smoothly working shopping trajectory have brokendown into their components, re-formed as the cluster, the fragment;people themselves are no longer humanist agents capable of masteringand navigating their surroundings, but elements in the system, subordinatedto some other organization, some other drive. "But in the end,"Gladney tells us, drawing to the literal end of the story, "it doesn't matterwhat they see or think they see. The terminals are equipped withholographic scanners, which decode the binary secret of every item, infallibly.This is the language of waves and radiation." 37There is something to the fact that the narrative of White Noise drivestoward particle-ization, only to then be subsumed into wave. This hap-

2o6E. L. McCallumNarration is inherently social; it seeks to bond narrator and audience,but at <strong>the</strong> same time it necessarily must transform that relation, disturbif not disrupt. If Brooks wants to claim <strong>the</strong> death drive for narrative, hecan do so only for <strong>the</strong> aims and end of narrative. But both of <strong>the</strong>se narratives,Accident and White Noise, have a perverse relation to <strong>the</strong>ir ends,precisely because <strong>the</strong>y deal with contamination, which persists chronically,without ending or resolution, without continuation or renewal.They thus illustrate a different aspect of <strong>the</strong> drive—<strong>the</strong> compulsion todisperse, to ride <strong>the</strong> edge between language and narrative, knowledgeand meaning, is not at all comparable to stasis or growth. Contaminationoffers <strong>the</strong> site for change, <strong>the</strong> transformation that Todorov foundessential to narrative, but change in itself does not produce narrative;narrating produces narrative. The reading of Teutonophilia in each textbrings us to <strong>the</strong> edge between language and subject, and of all <strong>the</strong> thingsthat cannot be said, all <strong>the</strong> moments in each text that break down intoparticles of language—a word, a list of brand names, an advertising slogan—<strong>the</strong>seall are produced within what can be said, <strong>the</strong> story that is <strong>the</strong>telling of what cannot be expressed. It is not <strong>the</strong> indirect representationof <strong>the</strong> ineffable, but <strong>the</strong> narration of <strong>the</strong> impossibility of representingthat is told, a narrative that is truly perverse. The mode of perverse narration—andnot every narrative is perverse—presents an opportunity tostage <strong>the</strong> threat to cohesive individual subjectivity within a context thatdoes not threaten human life. Perverse narration makes perversion safefor <strong>the</strong> social; or to be less sloganistic, if <strong>the</strong> real does unite <strong>the</strong> psychicaland <strong>the</strong> social, <strong>the</strong> death drive does not rule alone.To illustrate this claim, let us pause to consider <strong>the</strong> ambivalent, perverserelation of <strong>the</strong> novels to <strong>the</strong>ir ends. Accident, I have already discussed,perversely begins with its projected end, with a moment beyond<strong>the</strong> narrative's moment of enunciation, so that when <strong>the</strong> day ends, <strong>the</strong>convention brings us to nightfall and <strong>the</strong> end, we have only <strong>the</strong> impossibilityof continuing to narrate, to speak. The narrative trajectory movesfrom being embedded in <strong>the</strong> process of narrating, aware of itself as narration,to <strong>the</strong> edge of <strong>the</strong> infinite and unknown, and <strong>the</strong> problem of representingin any medium. The narrator recounts being awoken in <strong>the</strong>middle of <strong>the</strong> night by a voice and a crying; this voice called from faraway and is counterbalanced by her realization that "<strong>the</strong> crying camefrom me, as I noticed after quite some time." 32 By contrast to this rim-

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