Text read at the Library of Santiago on Thursday, July 6, 2006. Federico
Galende
Sociologist, Universidad Arcis
First of all I want to thank the Laboratory of Comparative Declassification your kind invitation to present this second volume of the Annals, devoted as the first, the defeat cultural area. It is my honor to do so and has been a pleasure to review the first great contributions of their work, although, rather than work, we should speak of an activity, maybe that ever raised that Bertoni's tiring as unworkable . I find no better definition for now for this huge project not intend to mislead anyone by saying that I have read page by page, at the same time, I think this position read-diagonal reading and adrift, jumps in vain in a room groans-fits too well to what documents waiting for your reader. Presumably, even hating a certain type of reader, that the object closest to silence is to wait a certain inertia confident that reading to disappear eyes. If so, is because of all clearance is expected to operate also on the sensory organs, which erase or inflamed eyes, allowing a white reader supports your ear to the voices echo a timeless and nameless things , orphan deliberately sequence or series. Benjamin, as we know, he glimpsed the declassification of the gaze in cinema, whose tens of seconds were projectiles crazy hilarious digging into the eyes of the bourgeois reader. And although there were some similar attempts in the field of poetry primarily think Lihn or Nicanor Parra, two major events which makes the breakdown of the look auratizante-or the essay linked to the question of visuality-the Kay's early work, for example, or Nelly Richard, usually in Chile the reader, as well as poor, has been deeply conservative, so that, since the coup on, the schemes reading, passed through the sieve of bourgeois relic, be made very early in the service of a reification, understood as a recovery of discipline or aestheticized exegesis which, until today, we keep coming useless copies published the state apparatus.
reading this conservative regime tied to what analysts call these library science classification contrasts, at once, with an increasing privatization of public record, which is that, in the midst of catastrophe, each survivor fled to the house with a piece of history in your suitcase. The space in which reconstruction took place this was certainly ominous inside bourgeois. And as Mr. furnished knew early twentieth century put their initials to the cushions, armchairs, crochet doilies or toilets, so the private reader accustomed to print their fingerprints on file loose piece touched in luck, after raising small schools or houses that now, a language extension, called universities. Thus, while the conservative reader into the public space an extension of your library, this would be the private heart of public record, "the reader had private fragments of the library at his house, reallocating to public concern makeup Private. This seems be the problem of declassification program now discussed, a program that, according to my reading, based on three points I would like to list as follows: 1. The declassification is not active in terms of return of memory or is part of a politics of memory, what it does is bring into play a dislocation, 2. This displacement is inherent in the exercise of criticism and destruction and interruption of violence of the story-not this or that story, but the violence that is the story, and 3. This interruption of the historical violence does not operate in terms of recovery of any identity or identity politics, but its blurring or degree zero in the strongest of the senses Marxists. Against the whispering
insensitive to the massive political mnemonics through the history of our transition, the exercise of disclosure is not in the file restore a lost past, but rather on a set unfinished branch of languages \u200b\u200bweak, smaller towns , uninhabited landscapes, stuttering or gossip able to drive the imagination back into wastelands of time not even claimed by the report. The declassification, in this sense, it operates only against history as a continuum, as does against the memory as a strategic reserve of history. He has been with us part of a very particular violence, a violence reconstructive bring the loss as something that should be retrieved or authenticated, ie reclassified. Thus, the image of loss or catastrophe was installed by the memory market to return to justify our hope in history, but history, which has not ceased to beat, but remember we are classified. When Benjamin, who was the presentation of these analysts seem to follow at one point, speaking of how conservative violence always tends to absorb, through the repression of hostile forces of the creative violence, making the critical violence is not over yet that the philosophy of history, which is trying to show is how far the question of memory is an internal element of the story, his railing or mill.
That in this country aestheticism-piece again and again scared reactivated by philosopher-culturalism, child critical illness-or-vice sociologism end of all human knowledge, have been used, in one way or another, the problem of memory, had to do with a disciplinary dispute by participating in the reclassification process in history. What in that dispute was abandoned, despite the early incursion of Benjamin's work at the scene of the eighties, is exactly what this remarkable exercise clearance is now to return: the nature of the destruction and disruption as critical of the violence of the file.
such, one might think, the response is more than enough to Brecht's anti-bourgeois old slogan: We need to remove all traces. It is exactly what the program seeks always and always unfinished restarted declassification, erasing not only a historical trend involved in the reading scheme, as mentioned, but also the impetus of creation. If appropriate, it is because the destructive character is based on a invincible distrust about the course of things. This mistrust, both face criticism and the declassification, Benjamin had gone to look earlier in the allegorical figure whose model of reading was based on exposing the transitory life of things, men and history from the fallen nature or sadness. Classification is the enemy simply because the basis that package and the patina covering mortuary in the world. Hence, as shown in this volume, interruption of the downgrading in the rating is not something that seeks to be understood, but the mere filing of the perishable nature that dwells in all things-and that may be worse than instrumentality, is our desire to be posthumous. It is not so to restore any file, pass it to posterity, but allowing him to speak from his position precarious and transitory, because the task of disclosure is not nothing but take the lead in the memory yarn, leaving it the prestige invisible missing link. Link that is not consist, as a step without whom, if the machine breaks serial is to recover the debris with which to make new roads, but to convert what is left in rubble. In the overall volume emphasizes repeatedly, for this reason, the fact that the clearance is not an alternative to the classification, but an activity aimed at showing the vulnerability of all those who seek to govern through the file. What is sought to declassify the resignation of the life of things and beings to mere existence, making it instead of the living fluid that operates destructively on the file. Is the tone that occupy such Fabien Le Bonniec and Eduardo Mella when imposing a sheet of water to the letters that depict the conflict between settlers stormily and Pehuenches in the Valley or subtly Queuco Naranjo used in his presentation about the writings in High Security Prison. There, allowing us to finally move to the third point, Naranjo reminds us that "the downgrading would not be a simultaneous integration the set of relativism, humanism, the reissue, in short, an ethic of the victims, but the development in which a set of scripts showing how the prisoner is a survivor in the post-national economy of the disaster, which has built a relationship the time of the destruction that is opposed to the mode or just the administration and registration of neoamericanismos "(p. 394).
This gives an input to how the declassification is opposed, finally, and against everything that you might think, the other major political use has emerged triumphant at the scene of late modern life, that of identity politics . Cahoots with the memory, Identity politics has done more to offer in recent times the poor consolation that would have made leitmotiv for termination of the destruction program. The exercise of declassification of these documents, however, becomes extremely subtle making in a difference or a weakness that does not appeal to the fable ever of identity, resisting the triumphant glow of history that reaches proximity, a increase in the future, Levinas would say, through what remains elusive anyway. The quid pro quo of these documents would rest now in the exposure of the identity as a neoestetización, because the identity is then de la guerra por otros medios, las categorías, motivos de un conformismo en el que la disipación de la clase es amortiguada por la piel feliz de la especie. El rostro, antaño presencia de lo no presente, es sometido por la política de la identidad a una dádiva ritual o una malla de carne; la desclasificación lo atraviesa, libera al ser de la predictibilidad de la mueca y al espíritu de lo viviente de la cárcel de su propia vida. Por eso resulta ejemplar la recuperación que, sobre el final del documento que presenta el volumen, los autores, que escogieron, como era de esperar, el anonimato, casi al modo de un Luther Blisset, se hace sobre la clase en Marx. La liberación de la clase es la liberación de la historia; on page 41, we said that the declassification event is what links the liberating moment, that moment of pure sovereignty wants to escape classification determinations. Marx was an outstanding thinker of disclosure stating that the liberation of the proletariat was the liberation of humanity as a whole, therefore freeing himself from his condition was able to free oppressed the poor oppress you need to press. The moment of sovereignty is psychotic, an ephemeral item of liberty which has escaped the file. In a novel I once read a novel about the declassification, it told a story that I remember very well. Two little friends, M. and S., decided one day to make a joke to her parents changing their names. On leaving school, each had to take each other's way and come home waving their false natural parents, but soon were surprised to receive the parents as if they were really his children , talked with them daily for dinner, did not notice any change, which is why later in the night, in the solitude of the rooms outside, children begin to feel uneasy. Perceived, said the novel I read, something uncontrollable growth initiated by them. During the dinners that were happening along the time false confessions to their parents who were not themselves but the other, but they do not believe, felt that these were fantasies own children. And so the years passed slowly, the two friends were at times to fish and fishing while they realized that not only do you get tired of being the same, but also the other. That is, one gets tired of living. But life gets tired because we assigned the unbearable weight of identity. Therefore, as said earlier, people have to invent their own, imaginary languages, otherwise it can not only live but can not write (which is much more serious). Can not write, he said something like Deleuze, no declassify the mother tongue, drawing no foreign language at the heart of their own language, and maternal family, the same way that you can not live without drawing a living spirit within mere existence. Only that one can aspire, for that nonexistent country, that of the declassification is undoubtedly the most extensive. Thank you very much.
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