Win On Diagonals

January 21, 2009

Capitalism VS. Prosperity

Filed under: Prosperity — dom @ 12:17 pm

 To me, the central goal of capitalism as a global system (which is hardly new in a general sense,) is auto-cannibalism.) That is to say that ultimately the system endeavors to grow through as much real destruction (not celebrated ’metaphysical’ or some fallaciously benign Market Destruction as the slick zealots of Curdled Mammon have it) as possible, gagging on it’s golden blood, it’s most important Swiftian Slobs always able to project the bile and guts swallowed out of their gullets in the nick of time…so the new cycle may begin with their desiccated smiles in place, till the attrition is left without game, game without world, et cetera.

Dom Maltempi

(Excerpted From M. Parenti.)

Capitalism vs. Prosperity 

The corporate capitalists no more encourage prosperity than do they propagate democracy. Most of the world is capitalist, and most of the world is neither prosperous nor particularly democratic. One need only think of capitalist Nigeria, capitalist Indonesia, capitalist Thailand, capitalist Haiti, capitalist Colombia, capitalist Pakistan, capitalist South Africa, capitalist Latvia, and various other members of the Free World–more accurately, the Free Market World.

A prosperous, politically literate populace with high expectations about its standard of living and a keen sense of entitlement, pushing for continually better social conditions, is not the plutocracy’s notion of an ideal workforce and a properly pliant polity. Corporate investors prefer poor populations. The poorer you are, the harder you will work-for less. The poorer you are, the less equipped you are to defend yourself against the abuses of wealth.

In the corporate world of “free-trade,” the number of billionaires is increasing faster than ever while the number of people living in poverty is growing at a faster rate than the world’s population. Poverty spreads as wealth accumulates.

Consider the United States. In the last eight years alone, while vast fortunes accrued at record rates, an additional six million Americans sank below the poverty level; median family income declined by over $2,000; consumer debt more than doubled; over seven million Americans lost their health insurance, and more than four million lost their pensions; meanwhile homelessness increased and housing foreclosures reached pandemic levels. 

It is only in countries where capitalism has been reined in to some degree by social democracy that the populace has been able to secure a measure of prosperity; northern European nations such as Sweden, Norway, Finland, and Denmark come to mind. But even in these social democracies popular gains are always at risk of being rolled back.

It is ironic to credit capitalism with the genius of economic prosperity when most attempts at material betterment  have been vehemently and sometimes violently resisted by the capitalist class. The history of labor struggle provides endless illustration of this.

To the extent that life is bearable under the present U.S. economic order, it is because millions of people have waged bitter class struggles to advance their living standards and their rights as citizens, bringing  some measure of humanity to an otherwise heartless politico-economic order.

A Self-devouring Beast

The capitalist state has two roles long recognized by political thinkers. First, like any state it must provide services that cannot be reliably developed through private means, such as public safety and orderly traffic. Second, the capitalist state protects the haves from the have-nots, securing the process of capital accumulation to benefit the moneyed interests, while heavily circumscribing the demands of the working populace, as Debs observed from his jail cell.

There is a third function of the capitalist state seldom mentioned. It consists of preventing the capitalist system from devouring itself.  Consider the core contradiction Karl Marx pointed to: the tendency toward overproduction and market crisis. An economy dedicated to speedups and wage cuts, to making workers produce more and more for less and less, is always in danger of a crash. To maximize profits, wages must be kept down. But someone has to buy the goods and services being produced. For that, wages must be kept up. There is a chronic tendency-as we are seeing today-toward overproduction of private sector goods and services and underconsumption of necessities by the working populace. 

In addition, there is the frequently overlooked self-destruction created by the moneyed players themselves. If left completely unsupervised, the more active command component of the financial system begins to devour less organized sources of wealth.

Instead of trying to make money by the arduous task of producing and marketing goods and services, the marauders tap directly into the money streams of the economy itself. During the 1990s we witnessed the collapse of an entire economy in Argentina when unchecked free marketeers stripped enterprises, pocketed vast sums, and left the country’s productive capacity in shambles. The Argentine state, gorged on a heavy diet of free-market ideology, faltered in its function of saving capitalism from the capitalists.

Some years later, in the United States, came the multi-billion-dollar plunder perpetrated by corporate conspirators at Enron, WorldCom, Harkin, Adelphia, and a dozen other major companies. Inside players like Ken Lay turned successful corporate enterprises into sheer wreckage, wiping out the jobs and life savings of thousands of employees in order to pocket billions.

These thieves were caught and convicted. Does that not show capitalism’s self-correcting capacity? Not really. The prosecution of such malfeasance- in any case coming too late-was a product of democracy’s accountability and transparency, not capitalism’s. Of itself the free market is an amoral system, with no strictures save “caveat emptor.”

In the meltdown of 2008-09 the mounting financial surplus created a problem for the moneyed class: there were not enough opportunities to invest. With more money than they knew what to do with, big investors poured immense sums into nonexistent housing markets and other dodgy ventures, a legerdemain of hedge funds, derivatives, high leveraging, credit default swaps, predatory lending, and whatever else.

Among the victims were other capitalists, small investors, and the many workers who lost billions of dollars in savings and pensions. Perhaps the premiere brigand was Bernard Madoff. Described as “a longstanding leader in the financial services industry,” Madoff ran a fraudulent fund that raked in $50 billion from wealthy investors, paying them back “with money that wasn’t there,” as he himself put it. The plutocracy devours its own children.

January 19, 2009

Pizza Hat, Ten Gallon Chiropractor

Filed under: Prosperity — dom @ 1:17 pm

An Evening with the Forewords

Ventured out to Nevins Street in Park Slope neighborhood of Brooklyn this past Friday. I have subscribed to Cabinet Magazine for many years after picking up Issue # 2 at St. Marks Bookstore in NYC a few years back on a particularly fruitful aimless jaunt around Lower East Side, and downtown in general. The space I ventured to on this very bitterly cold night, was Cabinet’s new event space. This would be the very first Cabinet sponsored event I would have attended. I did not know what exactly to expect, but was rewarded after the hour or so presentation of Paul Lukas and Liz Clayton of a sort of ensemble called “Forewords.’ Their talk, and general presentation was pure unadulterated Cabinet in it’s witty, unpretentious, oddly angled/topic-tilted sharp way. I went with a friend of mine, and we had many laughs, and learned much through the slideshow presentation on subjects that ran the zany gamut from odd ball repurposed retail husks from around the country and Canada, the underappreciated  secret world of very specific trade magazines, and much more. The two intelligent and really funny presenters, sat on life guard sized wooden chairs that looked mock-imperially down on an audience of about fifty souls. If only they were serving slow cooked red wine with spices such as cardomen and peppercorns thrown in. I did in fact get to sample such a refreshingly spicy, and bone healing drink.

I visited my friends Dan and Tara in Sunnyside Queens after walking through and enjoying a few exhibits going on at the always inspiring P.S 1 in Long Island City. From LIC; I shot down Queen’s Blvd with super hero abandon, and made it to Dan and Tara’s Vintage shop in Sunnyside about 7pm. We not only drank the aforementioned homemade delicious wine concoction, but also made fun of a fictional NYC girl who was throwing a party we were not invited to that night, as well as listen to a bunch of great music in the pleasing environs of the Skillman Ave Store. Dan is a great musician, and I hope he will join MQ, myself and others, in putting together/recording the next and anxiously longed for El Alto record.

January 12, 2009

Filed under: Prosperity — dom @ 9:09 pm
BLANCA and the Red Pear
By: Domenic Maltempi
1-12-09
Blanca is a woman in my office who is always printing up envelopes….she uses the same printer as I do… On most days I hear Blanca not quite shouting: ‘Please don’t print.’ Today she said something she has never said before to me, and possibly to anyone else. Blanca, you must understand, is a taciturn Cuban woman from Sunnyside…Queens. She is a pleasant woman, even sweet. I didn’t expect this to happen, our falling out, our embroiling slip from quiescent affability to screwy loggerheadish pugnacity. Our company provides us various lunch and breakfast goods, all conveniently placed in our kitchen. Such items include deli meats such as ‘Cracked Pepper Turkey,’ or a snack called ‘pretzels.’ There is even a seltzer product I’ve never seen before called Zaz, a name that struck me as unassailable in it’s perfection. Blanca wears orthopedic shoes. I drink a lot of water. We both enjoy fruit. We especially enjoy red pears. We have over the last few years developed a tacit compact, an unmentioned or unmentionable (because of the heightened sensitivities?) to not eat more than one red pear a week. In general, most of the fruit, even of the lowest tier, and long to get ripe variety, is quickly snatched from the fruit bowl with a depression era temerity that oozes malignly in the quick grab and go—fiercely lukewarm war for goods that goes on in the kitchen and the office in general.
It was a little after 3pm on a Tuesday. It was winter time, and less people were going out to eat, more employees ( and the plant/fish subcontracting weasel woman) were stocking up in a most avaricious manner on all kinds of kitchen goods. The richer the employee, the more he or she seemed to or was secretly accused of hording foods or goods (tissue boxes were a big hording item…..see my When the nose was never stuffed up report in my last newsletter Vol. 4 2008)  Blanca and I noticed that somehow there was among one stepchildish looking mutt of a pink lady apple, a Red Pear. We both suspected it was unripe, squeezed into an advanced age, fondled into a sclerotic state of desiccated oldfruitdom. I needed to make sure. I unloosened my emerald green tie, saying something in a phony Spanish to both amuse and distract Blanca. Then I heard it. I heard what I could not believe I heard. Before being able to fully grasp the fruit, with a few fingers caressing it’s more than tempting surface, Blanca let out a roaring: “Don’t PRINT Please.’ I dropped the pear as the soft hand of a virgin princess before the menacing visage of an irascible king bent on my annihilation. Blanca, (without washing) bit into the red pears skin with a feral animated chomp. Her skin glowed with an angelic, scintillating, detoxified might, that made me reflexively sheath my stunned eyes. Things have not been the same. Things never are.
(too sweet, red?)

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