Heaven is not enough, and has
to be supplemented by the permission to take a look at another’s suffering
– only in this way, as Aquinas says, the blessed souls ‘may enjoy
their beatitude more thoroughly’
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A well-crafted worldwide
publicity campaign is raising expectations for The Testaments, Margaret Atwood’s
sequel to her Handmaid’s Tale. This, perhaps, is the right moment to take
a deeper look into the reasons of our fascination with the dark world of the
Republic of Gilead.
Since Gilead is run by
Christian fundamentalists, the best way to begin is with theology.
In his Summa Theologica,
philosopher Thomas Aquinas concludes that the blessed in the kingdom of heaven will see the
punishments of the damned in order that their bliss be more delightful for
them. Aquinas, of course, takes care to avoid the obscene implication that good
souls in heaven can find pleasure in observing the terrible suffering of other
souls, because good Christians should feel pity when they see suffering. So,
will the blessed in heaven also feel pity for the torments of the damned?
Aquinas’s answer is no: not because they directly enjoy seeing suffering, but
because they enjoy the exercise of divine justice.
But what if enjoying divine
justice is the rationalisation, the moral cover-up, for sadistically enjoying
the neighbour’s eternal suffering? What makes Aquinas’s formulation suspicious
is the surplus enjoyment watching the pain of others secretly introduces: as if
the simple pleasure of living in the bliss of heaven is not enough, and has to
be supplemented by the enjoyment of being allowed to take a look at another’s
suffering – only in this way, the blessed souls “may enjoy their beatitude
more thoroughly”.
We can easily imagine the
appropriate scene in heaven: when some blessed souls complain that the nectar
served was not as tasty as the last time, and that blissful life up there is
rather boring after all, angels serving the blessed souls would snap back: “You
don’t like it here? So take a look at how life is down there, at the other end,
and maybe you will learn how lucky you are to be here!”
And the corresponding scene in
hell should also be imagined in a totally different way: far away from the
divine gaze and control, the damned souls enjoy an intense and pleasurable life
in hell – only from time to time, when the Devil’s administrators of hell
learn that the blessed souls from heaven will be allowed to observe briefly
life in hell, they kindly implore the damned souls to stage a performance and
pretend to suffer terribly in order to impress the idiots from heaven.
In short, the sight of the
other’s suffering is the obscure cause of desire which sustains our own
happiness (bliss in heaven) – if we take it away, our bliss appears in all
its sterile stupidity. And, incidentally, does the same not hold for our daily
portion of Third World horrors – wars, starvations, violence – on TV screens?
We need it to sustain the happiness of our consumerist heaven.
And this brings us to
Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale: a case of the direct “critical” depiction of
the oppressive atmosphere of an imagined conservative-fundamentalist rule. The
novel and the television series allow us to dwell in the weird pleasure in
fantasising a world of brutal patriarchal domination. Of course, nobody would
openly admit the desire to live in such nightmarish world, but this assurance
that we really don’t want it makes fantasising about it, imagining all the
details of this world, all the more pleasurable. Yes, we feel pain while
experiencing this pleasure, but psychoanalyst Jacques Lacan’s name for this
pleasure-in-pain is jouissance.
The obverse of this ambiguity
is the fundamental blindness of Atwood’s tale for the limitations of our
liberal-permissive universe: the entire story is an exercise in what American
literary critic Fredric Jameson called “nostalgia for the present” – it is
permeated by the sentimental admiration for our liberal-permissive present
ruined by the new Christian-fundamentalist rule, and it never even approaches
the question of what is wrong in this present so that it gave birth to the
nightmarish Republic of Gilead. “Nostalgia for the present” falls into the trap
of ideology because it is blind to the fact that this present permissive
paradise is boring, and (exactly like the blessed souls in paradise) it needs a
look into the hell of religious fundamentalism to sustain itself.
This is ideology at its
purest, ideology in the simple and brutal sense of legitimising the existing
order and obfuscating its antagonisms. In exactly the same way, liberal critics
of Trump and alt-right never seriously ask how our liberal society could give
birth to Trump.
In this sense, the image
of Donald Trump is
also a fetish: the last thing a liberal sees before confronting class struggle.
That’s why liberals are so fascinated and horrified by Trump: to avoid the
class topic. German philosopher Friedrich Hegel’s motto, “evil resides in the
gaze which sees evil everywhere”, fully applies here: the very liberal gaze
which demonises Trump is also evil because it ignores how its own failures
opened up the space for Trump’s type of patriotic populism.
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