A statement such as ‘we live in an era of unprecedented social and moral
decay’ might be hard to substantiate empirically. Still, you are less likely to
be ridiculed if you make the above statement than if you make a statement such
as ‘we live in an era of unprecedented social and moral regeneration’. The mood
of our time is depressive and we are more likely to hear of social, moral,
urban not to mention ecological degradation, decline and atrophy than the contrary.
But what is really meant when we say we are in a period of moral or
ecological decay? For Christians around the world Ash Wednesday (or Monday
among eastern Christians) marks a day of ensuring that believers remember that
they exist in decaying bodies, that they are ‘of dust and to dust they will
return’. And as Masashi Kishimoto’s famous manga character Orochimaru tells
us: ‘All things that have form eventually
decay.’ But it is clearly not in reference to such a ‘normal’
process that one declares things to be decaying.
Nietzsche has
differentiated between a normal and pathological deay. For him, the
pathological state was a specifically modern disease associated with Christian
morality. As he put it ‘…when anemia is construed as an ideal, and contempt for
the body as “salvation of the soul”—what else is this if not a recipe for décadence?’ One should note the
etymological connections between decay and decadence here.
As Heike Schotten
explains, Nietzsche’s decay ‘is a decay that has exceeded its healthy
boundaries and convulsed the entire organism.’ It seems to me that the latter
sentence puts us on the right track towards understanding what people mean when
they use the term decay to refer to decay as a perceived problem. Being a
process, decay has a temporality, a pace and a tempo. Pathological decay is an
acceleration of that pace and tempo. Martin Demant Frederiksen has written a
rich ethnographic piece detailing the oppositional politics triggered by public
renovations that have decayed too soon in Tbilsi. Frederiksen’s piece conjures
the spectre of so many development projects in the world that begin as a vision
of a better future but then decay too soon.
In all of the above decay
is felt and is feared as announcing a premature death, or less
anthropocentrically, it is announcing that another non-anthropocentric
principle of life is taking over the individual or the social body. Simmel, in
his brilliant essay on ruins, sees the latter as a taking over, by natural
forces, of what were architecturally-inspired spaces (buildings) defined by a
kind of balance of power between human design and nature prevailed: “… decay appears as nature's revenge for the spirit's
having violated it by making a form in its own image.”
In this sense decay is a perspective. We can watch a leaf on the ground
that is rotting and speak of decay. But from the macro-perspective of the
rainforest where it is located it is part of the process of the forest’s regeneration.
Likewise, from the micro perspective of the rot itself, decomposition is itself
an effervescence of a multiplicity of forms of life. In that regard,
Baudelaire’s famous Une Charogne (The
Carcass) is an avant-garde text:
The flies the
putrid belly buzz'd about,
Whence black battalions throng
Of maggots, like thick liquid flowing out
The living rags along.
Whence black battalions throng
Of maggots, like thick liquid flowing out
The living rags along.
And as a wave
they mounted and went down,
Or darted sparkling wide;
As if the body, by a wild breath blown,
Lived as it multiplied.
Or darted sparkling wide;
As if the body, by a wild breath blown,
Lived as it multiplied.
‘Jazz is not dead’ announces
Frank Zappa ‘it just smells funny’. He at once takes us to the two most
distinguishing dimensions of the phenomenon: First, decay is metaphorically and
metonymically connected to the figure of the not-yet-dead, or worse, the figure
of the should-be-dead-but-isn’t, the zombie. Second, decay always plunges us
into a sensory and particularly olfactory order of reality.
In
what way can we say that decay necessitates an ethnography of zombie-ism? The
figure of the not-yet is the figure most associated with hope in the work of
Ernst Bloch, the not-yet meant the ‘not-yet-born’. Decay is the direct opposite
for it conjures the figure of the not-yet-dead. The living that is pregnant
with the signs of its decomposition and disintegration.
It
is also hard to read someone describing an experience of decay without
reference to its stench. As with Baudelaire’s poem above:
The sky regarded as the carcass
proud
Oped flower-like to the day;
So strong the odour, on the grass you vow'd
You thought to faint away.
Oped flower-like to the day;
So strong the odour, on the grass you vow'd
You thought to faint away.
It
is interesting that in her essay Imperial Debris where she concentrates on the
trail of ruins and ruination that colonialism leaves behind, Ann Laura Stoler
encounters the stench of decay in many places but her gaze at them from a ruins
perspective reduces them to precisely that: ruins without the sensory and
affective dimension that is attached to them.
The
point is not to reduce all decay to organic decay. But it is to argue that this
olfactory dimension here is more metonymic than metaphoric, that it connects us
to an unavoidable sensory/affective dimension of decay that needs to be
captured ethnographically if we are to fully answer questions such as ‘what
form does rot take?’. This is the sensory/affective dimension where Fanon was
particularly at home and which made his experience of a ‘tinge of decay’ a
non-metaphoric one. Nietzsche’s is also at home in this domain:
My instinct for cleanliness is
characterized by a perfectly uncanny sensitivity so that the proximity or—what
am I saying?—the inmost parts, the “entrails” of every soul are physiologically
perceived by me—smelled...
An
ethnography of decay unlike an ethnography of ruins might have to
capture decay bodily and sensually. It has to experience its stench and feel
the disgust of being present in its proximity. It might need to be a politically
disgusted ethnography.
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