For over a year now I’ve been hearing voices saying ‘Hayek’ or ‘Nozick’. Since last March in fact when my daughter was first hospitalised, these two along with ‘Foucault’. I realise as single words they are empty signifiers and I can fill them with what I will, but as they are a communication between my Other, created by my unconscious projecting onto the real, I guess I’ve got a better chance of gaining some meaning from it as any.
The ‘Foucault’ I have always associated with the experience of Great Ormond Street, and the fact that I had just finished the Birth of the Clinic (by then though I had moved on to the Order of Things). My therapist, who fortunately had also read the book, reminded me how Foucault talks of clinical discourse turning the subject into the object. And realising how it was my baby daughter this was happening to, and i was observing from two removes (later in the CDU of my local hospital a nurse with much experience of working with children and families in intensive care, and whose own child had been in intensive care talked to us about how, when a child ends up in intensive care the mother is pushed at a remove from the care of her own child, and the father, who is often pushed at a remove from the relationship with the mother, becomes separated from the child by a further remove. She stated her own husband had had issues with this). So with all this it made sense that I would hear this signifier. As our relationship with the hospital infrastructure became less intense and our own familial relationships improved this voice became less intense and prominent.
However, the signifiers naming the two right-wing theorists has continued. I can only associate this with the fact that with the burgeoning awareness that I would have to rely further on a state that under Tory rule was increasing its draconian governance and surveillance not just due to my own disability, which was at this time already under attack in the media, but now through my daughter.
The ‘Hayek’ I associate with my belief that the Tories know that they are likely to lose the next election and are stripping the state bare for theirs and their friends own pockets. The dominant ideology clings to his economic theory but the reality of the events from 2007 onwards meant that his ascendance is on the wane. The ‘Nozick’ i associated with the reality that to keep this post-Hayekian economic dominance the rich would have start to dismantling the state leaving only a skeleton state protecting private property. The floating of policies to privatise roads and the police confirm this for me.
As the infrastructure of water, gas, electricity, the railways and social housing had been sold off under the Thatcher government, what else is there left? Our genes?
But why do these signifers keep coming at me? I am aware they come when I am upset at the complacency of a world that feels powerless to do anything. But it also comes when I feel negative solidarity, mis-directed energies of the powerless towards the powerless and I feel isolated and alone. These voices seem to come from intelligent but deluded others who stemming from a middle class unaware of the real conditions of an underclass, who are busy setting themselves up with resentful carry go bring come simmering, underneath, bleat their desperate belief in their assuredness in a Robinson Crusoe selfhood, unaware of their own emotional cripplehood.
I associate this with my loss of connection with a more emotionally substantial left-orientated middle and working class, leaving these lost constructs, soft bodies projected onto a cold Real that is best represented in my mind by these emotionally dead philosophies that are unable to recognise the lives of Others, most prominently the lives of those others that they exploit.