Perversion the Social Relation

Perversion the Social Relation Perversion the Social Relation

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22 Dennis Fosterarrival and given a gallon of rice water and a half a gram of opium. If hewas still alive twelve hours later, the dose of opium was repeated. Thesurvival rate was about twenty percent" (4). The opium cure also workswell to relieve Farnsworth of his erections. The conventional medicalprofessionals' fight against the enemy Death all too frequently workscounter to their aspirations to relieve suffering. We suffer, quite literally,from life and its ally, desire, both of which project us into a future wherewe will have evaded death. The wealth we accumulate, like the childrenwe have ("money in the bank," one new parent said of her recent deposit),stands as a symbolic screen against the Real, an investment in thepromise that with time we will increase and not simply waste away. Butof course, in the long run, the survival rate is zero percent, a point worthforgetting. Farnsworth's goal is to find what gives pleasure to the bodyindependent of the anxieties of the individual subject about death andfailure: he tries to relieve the patient of the fantasy that anyone is capableof any action that will evade death, that consciousness might transcendthe body. Opium is, in part at least, sometimes the mechanism, sometimesthe metaphor for this condition—sometimes it is merely a drug tosuppress desire, sometimes it represents a state free of time and hence ofdesire. Through Farnsworth, Burroughs both mocks the medical establishmentand suggests an alternative orientation for the practice.At the heart of all social practices in this book is the stage. WhenFarnsworth's opium is gone and he is recovering with his boy Ali, thisother alternative to conventional reality appears. In this theatrical performance,he becomes aroused in a sexual "dream tension," duringwhich he smells "a strange smell unlike anything he had ever smelledbefore, but familiar as smell itself" (11). He awakes to find that he isbecoming an alligator whose head is "squeezing the smell out from inside."Burroughs alludes here to the idea that the human brain containsthe "reptile brain," a formation that recalls and preserves our reptilianorigins. The reptile brain is rich in serotonin, opiate receptors, and dopamine,"a neural sap of vital importance for bringing the total energiesof the organism into play" (MacLean 406). For Farnsworth, this brainemerges as a smell connected to some ancient, reptilian sense of the Realthat displaces all human consciousness. Farnsworth the alligator, whosebody pops, boils, and scalds, ejaculates in an agony of enjoyment. Butthis apparent metamorphosis and literalization of the lizard brain turns

Fatal West 23out in the next paragraph to have been merely a theatrical production,the alligator a costume and the jungle a backdrop on stage. So, we areleft asking, is there actually some access to the lizard brain, and, throughit, some immediate access to total bodily enjoyment, or is the passageonly a metaphor for a kind of experience Burroughs hopes might be possible?We seem to be caught in a familiar Burroughs contradiction, suchas we just saw with the opium, where the literal and the metaphoric areinterchangeable. However, the enjoyment is real (Farnsworth is fuckedby Ali in both situations, though we might ask whether fucking is literalor metaphoric), and Farnsworth's enjoyment connects the two worlds,acting as a switchpoint between reality and the stage. The Real question—boththe question I want to pursue and the question of the Real—is what might squeeze the "smell," so intimately strange, out of your ownbrain and thereby give you access to that ancient sense?Perhaps the contradiction is more accurately an opposition betweendelusion and illusion, hallucination and artifice (what we mistake astruth versus what we recognize as constructed), and not between whatis real and what is merely staged. The Real by definition is not open toperception, not directly available to the mind operating in the symbolicrealm. We respond to representations, whether we understand them tobe true or fictive. Although enjoyment may once have been evoked bythe direct experience of stimulation that presumably floods the infantbody, for the speaking person it is mediated by repetition: each subjectis constructed by events that must be symbolically restaged as fantasyin order to create enjoyment. 7 Reality, in this context, refers merely tothose experiences of the world that we fail to notice as staged. That is,we hallucinate a Real based on the images we perceive, as the sucklingchild hallucinates "milk" at the sight of a breast. Those who would kicka stone and say "there is reality" betray a desire for a Real as immediateas a rock.When we seek some experience of sublimity, we look to extremity,whether outward to the grandeur of the natural world or inward to theraw passion of, say, sexuality; but neither the Grand Canyon nor themost intimate sexual acts occur for us unconditioned by previous expectation,images, stories—by theater. If we still derive the sublime thrill,it is because we forget the staging or because, like perverts, we give ourselvesover to the fantasy. Too much or too little, that is always the prob-

22 Dennis Fosterarrival and given a gallon of rice water and a half a gram of opium. If hewas still alive twelve hours later, <strong>the</strong> dose of opium was repeated. Thesurvival rate was about twenty percent" (4). The opium cure also workswell to relieve Farnsworth of his erections. The conventional medicalprofessionals' fight against <strong>the</strong> enemy Death all too frequently workscounter to <strong>the</strong>ir aspirations to relieve suffering. We suffer, quite literally,from life and its ally, desire, both of which project us into a future wherewe will have evaded death. The wealth we accumulate, like <strong>the</strong> childrenwe have ("money in <strong>the</strong> bank," one new parent said of her recent deposit),stands as a symbolic screen against <strong>the</strong> Real, an investment in <strong>the</strong>promise that with time we will increase and not simply waste away. Butof course, in <strong>the</strong> long run, <strong>the</strong> survival rate is zero percent, a point worthforgetting. Farnsworth's goal is to find what gives pleasure to <strong>the</strong> bodyindependent of <strong>the</strong> anxieties of <strong>the</strong> individual subject about death andfailure: he tries to relieve <strong>the</strong> patient of <strong>the</strong> fantasy that anyone is capableof any action that will evade death, that consciousness might transcend<strong>the</strong> body. Opium is, in part at least, sometimes <strong>the</strong> mechanism, sometimes<strong>the</strong> metaphor for this condition—sometimes it is merely a drug tosuppress desire, sometimes it represents a state free of time and hence ofdesire. Through Farnsworth, Burroughs both mocks <strong>the</strong> medical establishmentand suggests an alternative orientation for <strong>the</strong> practice.At <strong>the</strong> heart of all social practices in this book is <strong>the</strong> stage. WhenFarnsworth's opium is gone and he is recovering with his boy Ali, thiso<strong>the</strong>r alternative to conventional reality appears. In this <strong>the</strong>atrical performance,he becomes aroused in a sexual "dream tension," duringwhich he smells "a strange smell unlike anything he had ever smelledbefore, but familiar as smell itself" (11). He awakes to find that he isbecoming an alligator whose head is "squeezing <strong>the</strong> smell out from inside."Burroughs alludes here to <strong>the</strong> idea that <strong>the</strong> human brain contains<strong>the</strong> "reptile brain," a formation that recalls and preserves our reptilianorigins. The reptile brain is rich in serotonin, opiate receptors, and dopamine,"a neural sap of vital importance for bringing <strong>the</strong> total energiesof <strong>the</strong> organism into play" (MacLean 406). For Farnsworth, this brainemerges as a smell connected to some ancient, reptilian sense of <strong>the</strong> Realthat displaces all human consciousness. Farnsworth <strong>the</strong> alligator, whosebody pops, boils, and scalds, ejaculates in an agony of enjoyment. Butthis apparent metamorphosis and literalization of <strong>the</strong> lizard brain turns

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