Enclosed by Modernity; Chafing Against the Litigation-Insurance--Complex
Enclosed by Modernity
Chafing Against the
Litigation-Insurance--Complex
"People
who talk about Late Capitalism, Neoliberalism, other abstractions
etc. as cause of problems are those who shift attention away from the
400-500 individuals with specific names and faces who are actually
the cause...some do so intentionally, others no, but is same." -
Bronze Age Pervert
I was walking around today, trying to think of
possibilities for paths forward, as I often do, when a certain
thought occurred to me: how great would it be if Geometry was taught
to young boys via Architecture? What if they got a primer in
architectural engineering and geometry by building things as part of
a class? Speaking only for myself, I usually don't really care about
an academic subject until I understand just what its possibilities
are, and how all of the things in the real world are predicated on
it. Mathematics, in particular, was something which I regarded with
near-complete indifference. But now, in my nigh-middling years, as I see
how many interesting things really require more in-depth study of
mathematics, I wonder if it would ever have been possible to have
cultivated a more vital, a hungrier interest in mathematics from a
younger age. If I had known maybe that mastery of mathematics could
yield the mastery of physical reality (provided sufficient
resources), by the arts of engineering, architecture, and so on,
maybe I wouldn't have been so indifferent. Or maybe, if mathematics
was taught less as a field defined by disembodied quanta, and more
defined by the ratios between physically existing magnitudes and
vectors and so on, it would have been more interesting.
Anyways, I was imagining a class of boys going
outside with their (male) teacher and possibly gathering brush,
cutting down trees, skinning and planing logs, drafting a blueprint
incorporating the geometric principles of their lesson-plan and then
constructing a shelter based on their plan, crafting the roof and
supports such that all of the pressure and tension of the structure
was redirected down into the ground, rather than in the structural
weak-points. Boys could thus learn the Secret of the Arch and various
other geometric and architectural principles, developing an intuition
for their significance by the act of creation. This all seemed a very
good idea to me until I realized all at once that it could never be.
The reason, of course, is that we live in a fallen plane of
existence, where all potential existence we might create for
ourselves is stifled under a pestilential yoke, plagued by the
social hegemony of litigators, insurance companies, and,
unfortunately yes, the insatiable neuroses of ill-governed women.
The Bronze Age Pervert makes much of the hysterical
risk-mitigating woman and the threat she presents to freedom and open
space, the things for which all men and particularly young men
thirst. The ability to create things and mold one's environment in
accordance with one's own visions; these are the first targets of the
dissatisfied woman. Whether it is to permanently cripple her sons and
thereby keep them under her love forever, or simply to squash out the
joys she cannot understand or take part in, who can say. But he draws
the distinction between the life of open spaces and freedom, and the
yeast-life, the life devoid of vision, action and creation, the life
of mere existence.
Nobody can read this part of Bronze Age Mindset
without resonating deeply with this hatred and refusal of the
yeast-life and the matriarchists, whose deepest impulse is to snuff
out the possibility of spontaneity and adventure unfolding in real
time; Enclosure, in a word. On this I couldn't agree more.
Now... but, why did I pick that quote of his to start things off? The
implicit contention of this quote is that all time spent talking
about Neoliberalism, Capitalism, etc. is wasted time. The implication
is that systems are not the threat, but it is powerful individuals
that are the threat. This false dichotomy has long irritated me. The
Marxists say that the conspiracists and the Faithful are idiotic
because they believe that everything could be solved by disempowering
a few malicious individuals. The Christ-believers or Bappist
Straussians say the Marxists are idiotic because they believe that
everything has to be overturned when it's just a few bad actors that need to be disempowered. Both
of them engage in a self-serving and erroneous dichotomy
here, which is that the relation between Man and Power must either be
the relation between Man and Man or Man and System. The Marxists say
it's Man and System, and the Far-Right (often, not all of them) say
it's Man and Man. But there's really no need for this dichotomy. The
relation between Man and Power is really Man-System-Man.
Systems both govern men and are conditioned by men, some sit on top
of them and some chafe under them; it really need not be so
complicated. There are those that can mold systems to their benefit
and then there are those that cannot and suffer the designs of the
former camp. This dichotomy of Man-System vs. Man-Man persists just
as many other politically advantageous dichotomies persist: because
the involved parties benefit. If the Marxists have it that it's
Man-System, then everyone needs to read Marx, and if the Far-Right
have it that it's Man-Man, then everyone needs to read the Protocols.
To be fair, many right-wingers push this dichotomy less dogmatically
than the Marxists; but then you have people like BAP claiming Man
isn't oppressed by Systems but simply by other Men (almost as if to
wreck the budding Man-System-Man consensus that might be emerging
between the dissident right and the disaffected anti-woke left...).
One might really more accurately say that, if it's Man-Man, then no
one need learn anything about Society or Systems and then they're
liberated to pursue their ineffectual Nietzschean romances.
Anyways what is the point of all this? If you tried
to make a school, where children were taught Geometry not just
analytically but synthetically, which is to say not in the
mathematical "infinite space in every direction and everyone's
naked" purgatory but in the act of rational design and creation,
who would be the first to stop you? Yes, Big Woman would try to stop
you but how and with what? People are no threat without their power,
so what is hers? If Big Woman didn't like it and came down on to the
construction site wailing and flapping her wings, you could simply
have her escorted off the property and calmed down with a glass of
water. But she wouldn't try to stop you physically; she would stop
you with the Law, or rather, with the threat of Litigation. Or, even
more precisely, she wouldn't threaten you with Litigation, but the
threat of Litigation would hang over your head so heavily that you
wouldn't dare ask the children to build a shelter because if one of
them was hurt in the process, your school would be bankrupted
immediately. It is the threat of financial ruination that causes us
to live under the tyranny of a woman's delusional and insatiable
neuroses, but whence cometh this power?
There is such a thing as evil; that is the
Insurance-Litigation-Financial Complex, much like the
Military-Industrial Complex in that it ruins lives everywhere, but as
the latter sucks up the peoples' wealth and siphons it off to Defense
Contractors with badass Israeli wives, the former makes sure that our
creative organizational visions never come to fruition.
Consider for a moment, the case of Action Park.
Action Park was an amusement park in New Jersey that was permanently
closed in 1996. The reason for this is that many people had died
going on their rides. Action Park was a place where none of the rides
had been built by professional engineers but were in fact built by
amateur hobbyist carnies, whose dream it was to create an highly
adventurous and exciting amusement park atmosphere, where the risk of
dying was half the fun in going on any of the rides. One of these was
a concrete Loop-De-Loop waterslide, whose dimensions hadn't been
calculated properly and the water-sliders would never have enough
velocity going in to the loop to clear the upside-down part without
smashing their head on the inside of the concrete tube on the way
down. Many people were injured going down this slide and all of these
injuries and deaths were indeed a tragedy; no one should die at
something like this. And yet, on the other hand, Action Park is a
testament to the things that once made America great: the idea that
you and your buddies could just get together and build
rides without any need for certification
or engineering talent or anything like that, and then you could just
sell tickets for the rides. Simple! Action Park was closed because
there were too many deaths, but I imagine that while it was open, it
was just brimming with the energy of creative vision, potential and
possibility. Open Space, in a word.
But why was Action Park allowed to operate in this
Promethean splendor in the first place? The simple reason is that New
Jersey did not require amusement parks to take on liability
insurance. The Park thought that it would just be easier to handle
things in court by itself rather than take out an expensive insurance
policy which surely would have prohibited most-to-all of their
creative and visionary rides. This was the source of Action Park's
genius: it was released from the smothering calculations of Risk
Assessment.
First, a word on this: at insurance companies, for
anyone who doesn't know this, the risk that is calculated for an
insurance policy is determined by an equation with two factors:
consequence and probability. Consequence is the possible dollar
amount of the damages, and probability is the likelihood that the
damages will happen. Under this set-up, something insanely perverse
happens, so perverse it ought to rend the moral fabric of the
universe in two: the concepts of money-value and probability are
reduced down to a single impossible quantity: Risk. This really is
absurdity at its highest. How could a single number possibly represent
both probability and money-values? By simply multiplying them? Taking
just a second to think about it, the absurdity becomes clear.
Probability is a qualitatively different number than money-value, there
is no mathematically meaningful way to combine these two qualitatively different concepts in a
single quantity; the only way they can co-exist is as a
multi-factored quantity or ratio. And yet this is the bread and
butter of the Insurance Companies. And what's worse, the higher these
risk figures are, the higher the premiums they can ask for their
policies.
Take an example: say the liability for Action Park
would be $15,000,000 in the event of a mass death incident, and the
insurance company reckons that this has a likelihood of 1%. The
"Risk" therefore would be $150,000. Taking this policy over
a long timeframe and adding a regular rate of profit, the insurance
payments might be something like $9,000 a year. Now let's say that
the possible worst consequence goes from $15,000,000 to $25,000,000.
Now the insurance payments might be something more like $14,000 a
year. This is all hypothetical, a bit unrealistic even, but serves to
prove a point: the so-called "Risk" increases when the
insurance companies assessment of the risk rises, regardless of the
probability of the incident happening. This sets up a perverse
incentive structure where insurance companies benefit from inflating
the possible legal damages from certain incidents. This
probability-indifferent concept of Risk means that everything with a
non-zero probability of risk falls under the tyrannical proscription
of the insurer. With Insura, hath no man a tree house or a diving
board. With Insura, the fence is set between the young boy and the
world; they have taken away the rocks and slingshots to Eleusis. The
calculations of insurance companies make it so that everything fun,
dangerous, and adventurous can no longer exist by the sanction of
society, and that it must be stamped out so that the business-owner
or the property-owner is insulated from either ruinous legal fees or
higher insurance premiums. In this way, the World comes under the
unremitting governance of market calculation.
Now what is the point of all of this? The Bronze Age
Pervert's idea of the world is such that it is just nagging, scolding
women or cowardly, brainy journalists that make life hell for us.
Well, we needn't care about these people but for the power they have
over us, and what is their power? For the most part their power is in
money, and money falls under the domain of complex systems, economics
to be exact. The problem with adopting this Bappian worldview of
ignoring the material aspect of things, ignoring the complex systems
that govern our behaviors, is that it dooms us to a politics of
symbolic and impotent protest. By this politics, we're all doomed to
be the heroic Mishima, crying out for freedom from an officer's
balcony, shortly before we're quieted down, rolled up and swept away
into the nowhere-corner. If it is our goal to regain the freedom of
Open Spaces and the possibility of executing our creative visions in
the real world - and this is indeed a noble goal - we have more to
contend with than just the women with the cat-eyed glasses. There are
serious entrenched material interests that will not willingly let go
of the clutch they hold over anyone who owns a location where people
gather, or over anyone who teaches peoples' kids, or over anyone who
has any kind of social role. Because if daring and adventure are
reintroduced into these spheres such that they have no fear of
ruinous financial consequence, then these insurance companies lose
the markets for their policies. And likewise with the lawyers as
well.
It is often the case that Americans who go to other
countries in lesser developed parts of the world are sometimes struck
by the apparent freedom with
which the locals live. They are awestruck because they are Americans,
and it is they
who ought to be free, not the people in the shit-hole countries.
There are many different kinds of freedom, and America does, or used
to have, many admirable freedoms that were guaranteed to its
citizens. But with America's wealth, it also spawned a host of eager
litigators and insurers thirsting to sink their hooks into our way of
life and thereby attach a financial risk-cost to anything we might
do. The very idea of Risk Assessment and Insurance reaches out to all
our conceptual horizons in order to snuff out the possibilities of
spontaneous creation. In some of these shit-hole countries, people
live more freely simply because there are no lawyers because there's
not enough money or education for lawyers. And thus, people live with
the immediacy and urgency of Being-out-from-under-Risk-Calculation,
which is after all, the only kind of authentic Being that there is. They live with the expectation that, whatever they're going to pay for, they're going to pay for in human terms: either with their own blood, with the grief of the mothers, the ostracism of their community, or what have you. But not in terms of financial oblivion.
This is all to say that, the Bappist politics is one
of symbolic protest and catharsis, of letting out one more defiant
cry before the boot presses down completely, exiting the last of the
air from our lungs. This is because it only seeks to push back in
symbolic or aesthetic ways, rather than material ways. And it is the
sphere of the material (or the economic) that affords us all of our
possibilities, even if it doesn't necessarily determine them. Put
another way, in Russia, they could probably teach math by forcing
kids to build shelters.
I was a boyscout in the late 60s. When we went camping or to jamborees our scout master brought along canvas for tents but never pegs nor poles. We were to forage the woods for those things and fashion them with our axes and knives. Sometimes the tents had a floor and sometimes they didn't. Fathers and sons only.
ReplyDeleteWhen my sons were scouts in the 90s and aughts, my suggestion that we try things old school was tabled by the mothers but also by some of the men. Even if we gave it a try someone always carried those creature comforts along. At the first signs of whining over discomfort out they came.
My grandkids are that age now. Going camping is making sure all the equipment has the right UL safety certifications, that all guardians sign a packet of waiver forms, that we have enough Webers and enough medical supplies to supply a battlefield triage station.
I was thinking of suggesting a hunting trip for the 14 and 15 year olds. Maybe not.
I feel your pain
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