Raids on Human Consciousness: Writing, Anarchism, and Violence
However one looks at violence -- as an instrument of bureaucracy or ideology; as a product of racial, gender, or class antagonisms; or as the inevitable result of power politics -- it is an integral part of every social system and is one of the most pressing problems of our tortured century.
In Raids on Human Consciousness Arthur Redding examines the contention that violence, be it the mass product of revolutionary uprising or a private sadomasochistic indulgence, may be taken to instill in those who commit it the capacity for radical change.
Conscious that mainstream theory considers violence deviant, a departure from the normal equilibrium of social and aesthetic structures, while other critiques take it to be integral to any dynamic system, Redding begins with the anarchist inquiry into the relationship of violence to the imaginary representation of modern communities. He explores the "public images" of anarchism in literature and popular culture and emphasizes the diverse strategies by which modern writers encounter, derive, deflect, and manipulate fantasies of political violence.
Redding recognizes that language fails when confronted with the extreme suffering of human bodies. Acknowledging that flesh is subject to war, torture, and everyday brutality -- violations to which language can never do justice -- he nonetheless finds it urgent to reclaim language on the far side of suffering.
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Moreover , his own style of adventurism tapped into a populist American outsider
tradition , homosocial and at times homoerotic , if often homophobic , which sees
the abandonment of woman , for instance , as an emancipatory act . Later works ...
Natalie who engages Vida in her only productive activity , smuggling a woman
and her children to safety from her abusive husband . But this women is petty and
childish - working class , in short — and bores and irritates Vida and Joel .
... been allowed nor able to speak for themselves even as children , though only
drool and vomit had ever dropped out of their mouths : from out of these mouths
of these old women whose cunts were now caves , the banners of war emerged .