/lit/ - Literature

>>9629472
Good post. I just found out about Braidotti yesterday. That's an interesting text, I'm not all the way through it yet.

You're right about D&G being Marxists, of course. They are Marxists. I just read them in the context of acceleration, which suggests to me a different trajectory. It's not like I'm not compromised up and down on this though, as my posts would indicate.

>i think it's also a little weird that you're hanging on to this idea that accelerationism is descriptively normative while at the same time you suggest modulation in theory can affect the future in ways that are more than just imaginative.
I think it can. Minds change. Change the imagination, change everything. A modulation in theory is not a small thing. The more Baudrillard peered into the depths the more he found Nietzsche in there. Land may be resurrecting Kant after staring into Lovecraftian horrors. It makes me think about quantum physics.

>marxism requires class struggle because class struggle is going on right now. it's a fact of capitalism. even if wage laborers have submit completely to their lot, the objective contradiction between qualitative misery and quantitative time, embodied in the commodity form of labor-capacity, remains ineluctable. as long as capitalism depends upon that contradiction you can't really make sense of it without class struggle
True. As a hermit-recluse I basically try and stay out of sunlight and large groups as much as possible. The most depressing stuff for me is just what I hear and read on the news - essentially, all things Peterson. It seems to me to be an inevitable result of modernist thinking and the great signifiers that can be wielded to band together large numbers of people who don't actually have as much in common with each other as they think. I think however that this may simply be the cynicism I am usually found decrying. I am in no way a practicing revolutionary of any stripe, and it was never my intention to wind up spending this much time in the accelerationist wormhole.

So I oscillate between wanting to pick at the foundations of things that hold people together and wanting not to get hit by the falling rubble when I succeed.