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THE 1AC IS A SLOW EXPERIMENT; EVEN IF IT FAILS TO LIBERATE US, IT
IS BETTER THAN THE NEGATIVES FAST REJECTION AND OVERDOSE,
WHICH LEADS TO COLLAPSE AND DEATH
Gilles Deleuze, Professor of Philosophy at the University of Paris; and Felix Guattari, psychoanalyst,
1987, A Thousand Plateaus, pp. 160-161
You have to keep enough of the organism for it to reform each dawn; and you have to keep small
supplies of signifiance and subjectification, if only to turn them against their own systems when the
circumstances demand it, when things, persons, even situations, force you to; and you have to keep
small rations of subjectivity in sufficient quantity to enable you to respond to the dominant reality.
Mimic the strata. You dont reach the BwO, and its plane of consistency, by wildly destratifying. That
is why we encountered the paradox of those emptied and dreary bodies at the very beginning: they
had emptied themselves of their organs instead of looking for the point at which they could patiently
and momentarily dismantle the organization of the organs we call the organism. There are, in fact,
several ways of botching the BwO: either one fails to produce it, or one produces it more or less, but
nothing is produced on it, intensities do not pass or are blocked. This is because the BwO is always
swinging between the surfaces that stratify it and the plane that sets it free. If you free it with too
violent an action, if you blow apart the strata without taking precautions, then instead of drawing the
plane you will be killed, plunged into a black hole, or even dragged toward catastrophe. Staying
stratifiedorganized, signified, subjectedis not the worst that can happen; the worst that can
happen is if you throw the strata into demented or suicidal collapse, which brings them back down on
us heavier than ever. This is how it should be done: Lodge yourself on a stratum, experiment with the
opportunities it offers, find an advantageous place on it, find potential movements of
deterritorialization, possible lines of flight, experience them, produce flow conjunctions here and
there, try out continuums of intensities segment by segment, have a small plot of new land at all
times. It is through a meticulous relation with the strata that one succeeds in freeing lines of flight,
causing conjugated flows to pass and escape and bringing forth continuous intensities for a BwO.
Connect, conjugate, continue: a whole diagram, as opposed to still signifying and subjective
programs. We are in a social formation; first see how it is stratified for us and in us and at the place
where we are; then descend from the strata to the deeper assemblage within which we are held;
gently tip the assemblage, making it pass over to the side of the plane of consistency. It is only there
that the BwO reveals itself for what it is: connection of desires, conjunction of flows, continuum of
intensities. You have constructed your own little machine, ready when needed to be plugged into
other collective machines. Castaneda describes a long process of experimentation (it makes little
difference whether it is with peyote or other things): let us recall for the moment how the Indian forces
him first to find a place, already a difficult operation, then to find allies, and then gradually to give
up interpretation, to construct flow by flow and segment by segment lines of experimentation,
becoming-animal, becoming-molecular, etc. For the BwO is all of that: necessarily a Place,
necessarily a Plane, necessarily a Collectivity (assembling elements, things, plants, animals, tools,
people, powers, and fragments of all of these; for it is not my body without organs, instead the me
(moi) is on it, or what remains of me, unalterable and changing in form, crossing thresholds).
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The nomad is already succumbing to the rousseauism and orientalism that were always
invested in his figure; whatever Deleuze and Guattari intended for him, he is reduced to being a
romantic outlaw, to a position opposite the State, in the sort of dialectical operation Deleuze most
despised. And the rhizome is becoming just another stupid subterranean figure. It is perhaps true that
Deleuze and Guattari did not adequately protect their thought from this dialectical reconfiguration (one is
reminded of Breton's indictment against Rimbaud for not having prevented, in advance, Claudel's recuperation of him as a proper Catholic), but no vigilance would
have sufficed in any case. The work of Deleuze and Guattari is evidence that, in real time, virtual
models and maps close off the very exits they indicate. The problem is in part that rhizomes, lines of
flight, smooth spaces, BwOs, etc., are at one and the same time theoretical-political devices of the
highest critical order and merely fantasmatic, delirious, narcissistic models for writing, and thus
perhaps an instance of the all-too-proper blurring of the distinction between criticism and fantasy. In
without organs.
Deleuze-speak, the stupid underground would be mapped not as a margin surrounding a fixed point, not as a fixed site determined strictly by its relation or opposition to some more or
less hegemonic formation, but as an intensive, n-dimensional intersection of rhizomatic plateaus. Nomadology and rhizomatics conceive such a "space" (if one only had the proverbial
nickel for every time that word is used as a critical metaphor, without the slightest reflection on what might be involved in rendering the conceptual in spatial terms) as a liquid,
colloidal suspension, often retrievable by one or another techno-metaphorical zoning (e.g., "cyberspace"). What is at stake, however, is not only the topological verisimilitude of the
model but the fantastic possibility of nonlinear passage, of multiple simultaneous accesses and exits, of infinite fractal lines occupying finite social space. In the strictest sense, stupid
philosophy. Nomad thought is prosthetic, the experience of virtual exhilaration in modalities already mapped and dominated by nomad, rhizomatic capital (the political philosophy of
the stupid underground: capital is more radical than any of its critiques, but one can always pretend otherwise). It is this very fantasy, this very narcissistic wish to see oneself
projected past the frontier into new spaces, that abandons one to this economy, that seals these spaces within an order of critical fantasy that has long since been overdeveloped,
entirely reterritorialized in advance. To pursue nomadology or rhizomatics as such is already to have lost the game. Nothing is more crucial to philosophy than escaping the dialectic
and no project is more hopeless; the stupid-critical underground is the curved space in which this opposition turns back on itself. It is not yet time to abandon work that so deeply
challenges our intellectual habits as does that of Deleuze and Guattari, and yet, before it has even been comprehended, in the very process of its comprehension, its fate seems
secure. One pursues it and knows that the pursuit will prove futile; that every application of these new topologies will only serve to render them more pointless. The stupid optimism of
every work that takes up these figures is, by itself, the means of that futility and that immanent obsolescence. One must pursue it still.
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Manany white-male-adult-city-dweller-speaking a standard language-European-heterosexual (the Ulysses of Joyce or of Ezra Pound). It is obvious that "the Man" has the majority,
even if he is less numerous than the mosquitoes, children, Blacks, peasants, homosexuals . . . etc." (MP, p. 133). The problem is not to gain, or accede to, the majority, but to become
a minority; and this is particularly crucial for women if they desire to remain radical, creative, without simply becoming (a) Man: The only becoming is a minority one. Women,
regardless of their number, are a minority, definable as a state or sub-set; but they only create by rendering possible a becoming, of which they do not have the ownership, into which
they themselves must enter, a becoming-woman which concerns all of mankind, men and women included. (MP, p. 134) The woman who does not enter into the "becoming woman"
remains a Man, remains "molar," just like men: Woman as a molar entity must become woman, so that man as well may become one or is then able to become one. It is certainly
indispensable that women engage in molar politics, in terms of a conquest which they conduct from their organization, from their own history, from their own subjectivity: "We as
women . . ." then appears as the subject of the enunciation. But it is dangerous to fall back upon such a subject, which cannot function without drying up a spring or stopping a flood.
The Song of life is often struck up by the driest women, animated by resentment, by the desire for power and by cold mothering.... (MP, p. 339) That is, woman (with her obligatory
connotations: "transparent force, innocence, speed," [MP, p. 354] is what Man (both men and women: "virility, gravity," [MP, p. 354]) must become. There must be no "becoming man"
because he is always already a majority. "In a certain way, it's always 'man' who is the subject of a becoming.... A woman has to become woman, but in a becoming-woman of all of
Man is always the subject of any becoming, even if "he" is a woman. A woman who
is not a "woman-become" is a Manand a subject to that extent and to that extent only. Woman is never a
subject but a limita border of and for Manthe "becoming woman" is l'avenir de l'homme tout entierthe future of all
Mankind. For D + G, She is what the entire world must become if Man men and womenis truly to
disappear. But to the extent that women must "become woman" first (in order for men, in D + G's words, to
"follow her example"), might that not mean that she must also be the first to disappear? Is it not possible that the process
of "becoming woman" is but a new variation of an old allegory for the process of women becoming
obsolete? There would remain only her simulacrum: a female figure caught in a whirling sea of male configurations. A
silent, mutable, head-less, desire-less, spatial surface necessary only for His metamorphosis? Physicists
mankind" (MP, p. 357). That is,
say: Holes are not the absence of particles, but particles going faster than light. Flying anuses, rapid vaginas, there is no castration. Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari, Mille Plateaux
Most important theorists have a repertory of exemplary fictions, fictions that they call upon frequently to interact with their specific theories in creative if predictable ways. Between the
scene of Lacanian psychoanalysis and that of Lol V. Stein's ravishing, for example, the privileged rapport is one of repetition: for Lacan, Marguerite Duras understood and repeated
his teachings without him.19 Or, between the invagination of Derrida's ecriture and that of the narrator in Maurice Blanchot's L'Arret de mort, what is privileged is the process of mime:
for Derrida, Blanchot understood his writings with him, inseparably. 20 D + G's exemplary fiction writers include Lewis Carroll, Franz Kafka, Pierre Klossowski, and Michel Tournier
to mention only a few. What all of these writers' texts share with those of D + G is the surface quality of their figures: the privileged modality of relationship between the configurations
of Deleuzian becoming and those of fiction is allegory. This is made most clear through Deleuze's essay on Tournier's 1967 novel, Vendredi, ou les limbes du Pacifique. 21 There it is
no longer a question of whether Duras's Lol, as hysterical body, is or is not a subject of narrative; of whether Blanchot's J. and N., as organs of a hysterical text, are or are not simply
new angles for modernity. For here it is a question of Speranza, a true Body-without-Organs: a woman who is not a woman but a female figure (an island), a space to be unfolded,
molded, into new configurations for the metamorphosis of Man. In t, we first stumble across Robinson just after he has been shipwrecked on his island. Finding himself completely
alone, the Only and perhaps Last Man on this island, he first succumbs to depression, evasion, infantile panicleaving himself exposed, helpless. For Deleuze, this signals Man's
first steps outside of intersubjectivity: "What happens when others are lacking in the structure of the world? There only reigns the brutal opposition of the sun and the earth, of an
insupportable light and an obscure abyss . . ." (LS, p. 355). To avoid loss of self, however, this twentieth-century Robinson first tries the old solutions. He creates for himself a task: he
spends months, perhaps years, perhaps even decadesthe length of time does not matterbuilding a new boat-structure in which he might escape. But once the vessel is
completed, it is too large, too heavy, and too cumbersome for him to push to the sea towards freedom. Robinson succumbs, once again, to the deepest depressionand, indeed,
abjection: He kept eating, his nose to the ground, unspeakable things. He went underneath himself and rarely missed rolling in the soft warmth of his own excrement.... He moved
about less and less, and his brief movements always brought him back to the wallow. There he kept losing his body and delivering himself of its weight in the hot and humid
surroundings of the mud, while the noxious emanations of the stagnating waters clouded his mind. (VLP, p. 38) Haunted by his lost sister (the one who died young), his mother
(sometimes cold but always self-sacrificing), his wife (left behind in old England), Robinson-the-Man has a brush with what the Man calls insanity. And so, as a Man, Robinson
decides that he must henceforth master both himself and the island if he is to survive. He sets about building a kingdom: he creates a calendar; he invents a way to write; he builds a
house, cultivates the land. He names the island Speranza and realizes that now, in time and mastery, she is his slave. Woman is, therefore, no longer absent from Man's adventures,
even though he remains outside of inter-subjectivity: Besides, it seemed to him, when looking a certain way at the map of the island which he had sketched approximately, that it
could represent the profile of a headless female body, a woman, yes, seated with her legs folded under her, in a posture within which it would have been impossible to sort out what
there was of submission, of fear, or of simple abandonment. This idea crossed his mind, then it left him. It would come back. (VLP, p. 46)22 In spite of various humiliations,
depressions, and disappointments, Robinson continues his mastery over Speranza. A decisive step is the introduction of time into this one-Man kingdom with a kind of primitive clock.
In the "future," Robinson succumbs to his former states of abjection within the space of Speranza only when that clock of progress stops. Slowly, however, and in spite of his frenzied,
productive activity, Robinson realizes that his relationship with "himself" is changing. His "self," in fact, can no longer exist in a world without the Other. Robinson is ready to lose his
Self, his Manhood: "Who I? The question is far from being pointless. It isn't even insoluble. Because if it's not him, it must be Speranza. There is from here on a flying I which will
sometimes alight on the man, sometimes on the island, and which makes of me, in turn, one or the other" (VLP, pp. 88-89).
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A2 Life is Carbon
THE AFF IS WRONG THE HUMN BODY ISNT LIMITED TO CARBON, BUT
IS SILICONIC IN THE MACHINIC WAY IT EMERGES FROM
INTERSUBJECTIVE FLOWS LIKE COMMUNICATION AND CAPITAL,
INDICATING MEANING TO LIFE BEYOND THE MATTER THAT COMPOSES
US
Beddoes no date
[Diane J., Material gadget, Breeding Demons: A critical enquiry into the relationship
between Kant and Deleuze with specific reference to women, Transmat,
www.cinestatic.com/trans-mat/Beddoes/BD7s4.htm, acc 1-15-05]
Deleuze notes that biologists have often questioned why life is effected through carbon,
rather than through silicon, and goes on to say that la vie des machines modernes passe
par le silicium (the life of modern machines runs through silicon).[377] This is where
becoming-women moves, where money released from capital moves, where life becomes
non-organic, nature becomes a thinking machine, infinities of tiny demons leap, effecting a
co-ordinated and fluid movement, eroding the statues of power, the historical . Becomingwoman moves towards becoming-imperceptible, but women do not dissolve or disappear in
that movement: it is rather than life itself becomes mobile, because it is not longer in the
womb nor arranged in the organisms which emerge from them, but instead becomes a
movement, a cycle that turns on its hinges. Humans are no longer the privileged class, but
the surrogate reproductive machinery of a machinic phylum which is passing across into a
different base, in a movement which effects the conjunction of teleology and mechanism,
and transforming the nature of intelligence.
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