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12.15.00, 8:15 a.m. || someone's always telling you how to behave

"Your question is: why am I so interested in politics? But if I were to answer you very simply, I would say this: Why shouldn't I be interested?  That is to say, what blindness, what deafness, what density of ideology would have to weigh me down to prevent me from being interested in what is probably the most crucial subject to our existence.... The essence of our life consists, after all, in the political functioning of the society in which we find ourselves." --Michel Foucault

As an update to the "body politics" of surveillance, apparently my critique has stirred the latent (er, or maybe not so latent) homophobia and transphobia of Baddgrrl and her straight (in the dull sense of the word) pals. One agrees that "transies are freaks," and that he doesn't "get" what's with the "angry bi chicks who use big words," wear "freak-ass accoutrements" and refuse to participate in the white-collar industry of, um, what--? Office middle-management? Huh. I guess I'm not "playing ball" or "in the game" or "making something out of myself." Big thrills in corporate cubicles, and I'm missing out on them all.* Darn.

Paperson responds, in part, arguing that such statements are evidence of the governmentality of our culture, an imposed self-regulation: "presenting that image of you that will get you noticed by a job hunter, a middle-class mate, all of whom were weaned on pasteurized milk and sliced bread, being a middle-class exhibitionist, that good citizen, who, if you read against some of the words and statements, does indeed FEAR THE STATE." Manifesting as an unwillingness to step outside the boundaries --and a willingness to police others who do-- he suggests we all spend more time deconstructing the "matrix." Yes, he is referencing the film and its utopian premise -- that the world we think we live in is actually an imposed cage whose bars are so wide or well-hidden that we don't recognize our imprisonment until we begin to ask the right questions. i.e., "What is the matrix? Is this the only reality we have available to us? Are we really free?"

Or to alternately quote Chumbawamba: "Someone's always telling you how to behave..." The question is, do you listen, and internalize the demands and restraints? (Althusser, you are with me in spirit.) And do you think this makes you right?

* Please note. I have nothing against office workers. Why, some of my best friends work in cubicles! I do have something against corporate capitalism (which is a broad statement, I know, but then again this ain't against rocket science) and the strict regimentation of our "work" lives, and I do hold a grudge against the blatant classism inherent in the suggestion that "white-collar" connotes a superior occupational status.