Showing posts with label Dylan Trigg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dylan Trigg. Show all posts

Monday, 27 August 2007

Laying an Olive Branch at Dylan Trigg's Door?

Ah, not really. Mr Trigg has since made contact with me on a few occasions in an attempt to clarify his position in relation to the critiques I had made of his work, and by extension, the typology of a "philosopher" I thought he represented. I'm not making any retractions as I still stand behind what I originally wrote, but seeing my references to the necessity of an alternative social epistemology necessarily also involves a functioning public sphere, I feel obligated on these grounds to appear as democratic as possible. Afterall, I don't pretend to play God by refusing to be held accountable, by denying folks the right of reply. No, as Kant would say, people are mature, they can decide for themselves (i.e. assuming anyone else reads this obscure blog).
Trigg also made it clear why he preferred a private correspondence in the form of email, rather than the over heated atmosphere he claimed to have encountered in his previous flame war with k punk et al. He did not give permission to repost his correspondence here, asking me instead to consider rewriting my original post. I have not complied [sic] because I don't feel it is justified on rational grounds. Afterall, to accede to such a request would mean I was convinced by Trigg's response. I am not. Moreover, in principle that is also an unreasonable, and perhaps even an outrageous request, for a published author to make of the administrator of a tiny blog such as this, presupposing as it does a desire to exercise control that seems completely out of all proportion. I am therefore left with no alternative other than to compromise by offering a very brief selection of the issue that I think concerned him most. I hereby faithfully present Trigg's side of the story:
"More importantly, though, you are mistaken to suggest that my presentation of decay leads only to malaise. Far from it. The whole point of that exercise – and the book – was the production of new modes of discourse, which don’t rely on what is absent. This is exactly what I was arguing against – i.e. the supposed alignment between fragmentation and deficiency.

And I am far from having “the institutional protection of a corporate body.” I am a research student, which hardly grants me special powers or even funding."
My response was to concede it may be presumptuous on my part to assume Trigg was already enjoying the benefits of tenureship. But what I think his interlocutors such as K punk, and by extension myself, were really driving at, was how much of a factor an ambition to climb the scholarship ladder or that of the "professional writer" may be playing in the building of Trigg's public profile. Trigg did not comment specifically when I raised the issue of [future] "wanting" with him, but the glossy homepage (replete with photos of the author, lists of activities etc) hardly speaks to the anonymity and lack of a public persona that Trigg might otherwise claim in his defence.
Again, given Trigg's request for privacy, I will only offer a very small sampling of how I responded to the first point he raised above regarding malaise and decay. My counterargument was that the lack of a social epistemology among Continental philosophers was a contributing factor to an ineffectuality that can, even inadvertently in the face of avowed intentions to "engage" with the world", foster malaise. To my mind it is a seemingly subtle paradox that in actuality places severe restrictions on the feasible production of the "new modes of discourse", which Trigg invests so much in. Trigg responds as if I hadn't factored into my assessment his consideration of any need to move beyond malaise, when what I actually posted was that he offered the wrong kind of "redemption", a "metaphysical" redemption. The problem with this that I elaborated is that it in effect leads to the same end result, irrespective of whether this was Trigg's original intention. On this basis I characterised Trigg as a "decadent" philosopher, content to merely "play" among the ruins, as "the real" required effort was seemingly neglected. As I wrote to Trigg:
"I think I understand what you mean about "eternal" problems in a philosophical sense, but my point was the more sociological one: it is ironic how even the emphasis on the flux of difference can coalesce into an avant garde formalism (isn't this topic indirectly raised in the upcoming Deleuze symposium at Sussex University?). Something else follows from this; little attention is paid by philosophers of many stripes to how questions of ignorance can transmute from questions of truth to questions of quality. What I mean by this comment is a more robust means can be developed for confronting the classic epistemological problem of ignorance of ignorance: ignorance squared. Unlike philosophical scepticism, quality can encompass functional issues of how information will be put to work, the recursive question of, "who guards the guardians?" In this sense, to speak of "eternal" practices by philosophers, is to indicate a reinventing of the wheel, by people who do not reflexively situate their own knowledge practices, inasmuch as there is a disparity between the epistemology and its conditions of production and dissemination. Perhaps it might be said then that this peculiar admixture of assertion and silence is a characteristically philosophical vice with a very long, if not quite an "eternal", lineage".
I can only call it as I see it, so it is now in the lap of the gods as to whether further contributions to this debate are forthcoming or not. Mr Trigg, I am not offering you anything else even approximating a gracious gesture, other than my agreed silence about the other details of our private correspondence. This is chiefly because I think the exchanges have become somewhat repetitive in both style and substance, letalone the fact that they are by and large conducted at crosspurposes (to say nothing of suspicious tactical evasions).

Saturday, 25 August 2007

The Ruination of a Philosopher: The Case of Dylan Trigg


I can't believe I was so late getting to this one. It was a bit of a shock to have posted a harmless enough sounding preamble to a study on "The Aesthetics of Decay", only to discover too late that it was boobytrapped. For what I discovered through further investigation was how much the interest in hauntological psychogeography relates to the earlier typology I developed in my posting "The Conservative Revolt Against Bourgeois Society". On this reading, the author of "The Aesthetics of Decay", Dylan Trigg, is comparable to the anti-hero Aschenbach in "Death in Venice"; confronted by a melancholy inability to reconcile the material and ideal. Therefore it is not surprising that Trigg should go out of his way to portray blogging as by and large a virtual graveyard, a forum for failed writers and crackpots. It necessarily follows that the heavy emphasis on Continental philosophy in his work should be construed as evidence of a failure to understand that culture can be redemptive, but that this redemption will be interpretive, not metaphysical. The problem illustrated in this instance is how philosophy majors tend to focus on "eternal" problems, to the point where insufficient attention is paid to the lack of innovation with respect to producing "answers". Sometimes it seems then that the winds of change barely register on the weather aerials protruding from Continental philosophy departments. Consider in this light the lyrics from the Joy Division song "Colony" as capturing the melancholy of the decadent Trigg standing among the ruins:


"A cry for help, a hint of anaesthesia...A cruel wind that blows down to our lunacy And leaves him standing cold here in this colony".


In other words, Trigg's forecasting is so bad because he fails to properly grasp how fragmentation has 2 faces. Certainly it can result in various forms of anomie, but it can also free people up to create new communities through discourse. Trigg's major issue, from the perspective of academe's ivory towers, is essentially the same as the carping of journalists that blogging will facilitate the "virtual" ruinisation of the Fourth Estate (a claim contested by Jay Rosen in my previouis posting). Trigg differs though in wanting to have his cake and eat it too: he'll play the part of the decadent revelling in the despair, playing among the ruins, but, at the end of the day, he wants the institutional protection of a corporate body, namely, the university.


It should also be pointed out that Trigg's response to his critics, especially k punk's spirited self-defence, (which also mentions that Trigg had previously twice requested to have k punk link to his "side effects" blog), is, to put it mildly, disingenuous. Trigg attempts to in effect repudiate the entire subfield of the sociology of knowledge, by claiming that the search for "hidden motives" is illegitimate. It would be more appropriate, he suggests, to tackle his arguments on their "own" terms. But it is difficult to see how long and for whom such an alternative could remain plausible. Afterall, Trigg announces [on his homepage] his future research agenda as including the cultural significance of "trauma", when the secret is repressed, and the kinds of paradoxical effects this can generate. Doesn't the entire associated psychoanalytical program Trigg chooses though in this instance betray his puerile reasoning that it is wrong to search for "hidden motives" when critically reviewing his work? In other words, this sounds like a rather large second bite from the same aforementioned cake.


Lastly, but hardly least of all, the misogyny of Trigg's chosen means of expression in his rebuttal should also not go unremarked. What kind of a misguided cretin refers to anyone as a "cunt" anyway? Why the pictures of a man receiving oral sex and a woman exposing her crotch on a train, to illustrate his postings on spatio temporal dynamics on his blog?


If one applies to the case of Trigg Steve Fuller's mission statement of why the production of a "social epistemology" is indispensable, then the gulf between the sociologist and the philosopher playing Cassandra becomes evident. The former believes that their knowledge claims should be held accountable and submitted to critical interrogation in public forums, the latter does not. In the final analysis, what is at stake in the comparison of Fuller with the likes of Trigg is the difference between, to redeply that old Bad Seeds's album title, "Your Funeral, My Trial". Or, if preferred, Stove's summation (on this blog's sidebar) of why deficits in empirical knowledge are produced by philosophers.


Below are some choice cuts from the original flame war between k punk et al and Dylan Trigg:








You cunt’s just have to look for hidden motives, don’t you. Now I've got every geek and his pedantic friend typing my name in Google.
I couldn’t have asked for more.


Posted by: Dylan at August 18, 2004 09:17 AM



Errr... I thought it was a piss-take. If it was, it was most amusing. Dylan, if it was serious, it... just wasn't very good. And... a bit miserablist, IKWIM. Sorry mate.
Oooh, playing at soldiers in abandoned urban wastelands -- big fun!
a man of character, a man who acts, is essentially limitedYes. In the tarot, the Fool (a good card, BTW!) is capable of anything in potentia; but the minute you make a commitment, those potentials collapse (to be replaced by the strictures of the Tower etc.). Common sense innit. Posted by: paul "the mover" meme at August 18, 2004 10:47 AM


NB: There is a follow up post elsewhere on this blog entitled Laying an Olive Branch at Dylan Trigg's Door?