Feuilleton – Prébende #4
Antoine Dufeu has been an associated author at cneai = since November 2020. In the “FEUILLETON” section of the cneai = newsletter, he invites you to read texts that are currently being written or are unpublished. “Prébende” is the title of a book currently being written and featured here opportunistically.
A. The Major
An excerpt from Blanchiment (in progress)
This man, if he is indeed one, JFFK, undoubtedly lies as he breathes. JFFK, also known as Jérôme Faust Frankenstein Kering or John Fitzgerald Faust Kerviel, has never been a good worker, not even an average one, which is hardly related to his desire and ability to write, modeled after those of Julien Jean Offray de La Mettrie, among which an acronym of his first names and surname is JOLM, including those on vertigo or even the art of enjoyment, multiple treatises that could be combined into one, a contract treaty, a treaty on contract ruptures, scale treaties, and even a sub-sub-sub-treaty of the “Macron scale.” Even though he has never been a good worker, JFFK has regularly wondered: what does it mean to work in a sense where one should be ready but also flexible, which, intelligently translated, would mean being ready to do anything, anyhow, despite good manners and for the worst, doubled with the worst. Also, who could support wanting to succeed in change? To succeed in change is one thing; these are things that are often read. In addition to being essentially exercised together, work, who knows, but JFFK knows, cannot be defined by its limited quality that would require sharing a given maximum quantity rather than forcing one to consider the distribution of certain tasks among a majority of people of working age. By the way, who decides what distinguishes work from activity? Posts or functions to be determined or filled? Holders? Levels or simply remunerations? Places and conditions of work? Schedules and associated benefits but especially all sorts of constraints inadequate for the living conditions of said holders? Certainly neither I nor any average Joe thinks, JFFK, all the more reason when work continues almost everywhere to be excluded from the democratic regime and to be abandoned to those who already commission and command the capital-finance-economy complex. A disastrous renouncement, negligence, and capitulation that such a misadventure renders the happiness perverse, if there is such a thing, because then the happiness of some makes the misfortune and woes of others, the vast majority of living beings who work. There is reason to doubt that JFFK could be a man since it is sometimes claimed that this name means Jennifer Fausta Füstenberg Kawasaki. Is JFFK, she, but also he, as well without selfhood? Do their desire to exist and their joy of living harm themselves insofar as the omnipromotion of the latter, with facial rebates, tends to supplant the desire itself?
B. The Minor
An excerpt from “Book V” (in progress)
We won’t tell a story or stories; therefore, we’ll refrain from paying the slightest attention to sex toys, sorry, storytelling — for example, given by the French automobile brand Renault: “Welcome to the Software Republic” (sic) — but we’ll write and speak the term “accounting” as much as possible, as it has been unjustly denigrated until now — it needs to be repeated and enjoyed — any resemblance to existing or past facts or persons would be purely coincidental. We won’t talk about the ignoble food, for instance, tasteless pepper not proposed but sold in supermarkets and convenience stores, although these have an indirect connection with what will be discussed. We’ll focus on what needs to be read. Financial statements of companies and institutions of all kinds need to be read, but also the national accounts of separate states, tragically apart from people. We won’t count the number of seaside windows, and we won’t waste time, not because time is money but because time neither is lost nor gained; it endures. We won’t initiate any process, and we won’t canvass anyone either, as it would simply mean that one has never been taken aback by life, which cannot be conceived in the worst nightmares ever imagined by the Hollywood industry of hidden cameras. However, we’ll weigh the pros and cons; we’ll take measures, meaning we’ll consider things from a philosophical standpoint, even when we find ourselves ankle-deep in mud, overwhelmed by waves that carried away the breakwaters. We’ll repeat a truth that everyone knows and deeply neglects: any number can be read as the composition of a substance, a form, and a remainder because, at best, one of the two elements tends to be purely and simply removed by the neoliberal vulgate, when not both annihilated by the ignorance of the self-proclaimed powerful people worldwide who, by ridiculing or caricaturing it, turn it into repugnant ultramontane beings. We won’t comment here on the little-recognized observation that nobody bothers to know how many blades of grass there are on earth. We won’t knowingly or unknowingly engage in capitalism because being capitalist means developing knowledge, placing something next to something else, writing, making a gesture, setting anything aside, provisioning, and not procuring, understanding the difference that one could comprehend. We’ll analyze from the study of thousands of income statements and balance sheets of companies of all sizes and origins provided they were representative of all sectors, both goodwills and badwills. We won’t open the black box of EPD accounting because it would cause us to cry out in horror at the thought of having to change all our habits; we won’t change any software without freeing the language, allowing it to enrich itself tremendously. We’ll understand how celebrating is in no way and under no circumstances privileging the outcome, of which a synonym could be departure or even, in the proper and etymological sense of the term, panic, over any other form of consideration. We won’t mention the unemployment end-of-rights that has only one end: to deprive of rights. We’ll study Pierre Kropotkin’s People’s Bank and finally understand why a bank is not a business like any other, nor is it a state. And pedagogy, by the way? Of course, it will require a treaty. At least we won’t be caught by treachery. We’ll keep silent about the excitement that is in no way sexual, not even erotic, sometimes related to budget management. We won’t dwell on the replacement in contemporary trends of contributions wrongly called taxes by credit and consequently, debt as investment, but rather on the investment in oneself, which refers to a military and, consequently, a warrior action of occupation. We’ll please Philippe Sollers by agreeing with him to permanently ban the use of the first-person plural pronoun because it’s better to use “vous” to withdraw and come back stronger. We’ll quickly pass over the persistent amalgamation that shamelessly confuses sales and results, even when the latter is incomplete or capitalizes and pools unless one pays particular attention to this very last confusion. We’ll study the response to be given to a child who asks and soon demands money from family or relatives for the first time, even before maybe considering stealing money to have it in their pockets, cash still being, from that point of view, a safe bet. We’ll ask ourselves to what extent taking and having time differ and if either of these measures is categorically foundational to said capitalism. Of course, we’ll smile, smiling at capped budgets; otherwise, dissatisfied with oneself, one may immediately stop living, which is neither desired nor wanted here and there.
An excerpt from Prébende (in progress)
To have to is ethical; it is about acting accordingly.
And above all, have a great vacation.