A man walks into a bar…

A man walks into a bar…

He orders one drink, then another, he tips his bartender, and he leaves.

And then he walks into another bar. Has a drink, a second drink. Tips his bartender…

And then he turns to the bartender and says… “I have the Coronavirus…” and then we walks out…

He calls a cab and he goes home… but not before he comes into contact with at least 20 other people…maybe more…


A man walks into a bar…

If you think that this is just the set up for a joke with a bad punchline, well… you’d be wrong.

Read this… https://www.msn.com/en-ph/news/world/coronavirus-infected-japanese-man-deliberately-visited-bars-to-spread-the-virus/ar-BB10TVcP

What kind of a person does this? What anger…what trauma…what insanity must this person suffer from to purposefully spread disease…?

“Some will have it to be in the nature of the disease, and that it impresses every one that is seized upon by it with a kind of rage, and a hatred against their own kind, as if there was a malignity not only in the distemper to communicate itself, but in the very nature of man…” —–Daniel Defoe, A Journal of the Plague Year

Intentionally…unintentionally, we’re all killing each other. We’re all infecting each other. With Coronavirus…? Perhaps…

With rage?

Does intention kill? Lack of intention?


One thing I know for certain: these trying times will test us as people. We see the true nature of some. Be weary of those sitting next to you. Be true to yourself, but also protect yourself.

You cannot know your neighbor’s intentions.

COVID 19 – Friday the 13th

It was Friday morning, March 13th, 2020, and the world looked so different all of the sudden. It had changed seemingly overnight.

On Wednesday, almost everything had been normal. Even though the usual fanatics were well into their panic and hoarding routines, the majority of the general public was still conducting business as usual.

It was just a Wednesday. I went to school. It was my day to lead activities with my high schoolers. My grad school class went on as planned. We woke up, we went to work, we ate our lunch, we chatted, we laughed, we did what we had to do, and then we went home.

There were whispers though. The stories coming out of Italy were traumatic. The entire country was on lockdown, and health care professionals were having to make decisions about who should live or die, because there just were not enough medical staff, supplies, and facilities to take care of all the sick people.

But here in the U.S., we went to school. I got on the subway and took the A train from Brooklyn to Manhattan, and then the peak 7:33pm train from Penn Station back to Long Island. There was a band rehearsing in my music studio, I had a beer, I tucked in my son, and I went to bed.

By Friday, everything had changed. We were in a State of Emergency. Schools were closing across the country. Grocery store shelves were empty. All of my shows for the weekend were cancelled. My school was half empty. Sporting events and concerts were all cancelled, and gatherings of more than 500 people were outright banned. The lights had dimmed on Broadway, the Met and the MoMA closed down. Nursing homes were not allowed any visitors other than medical staff. THERE WAS NO TOILET PAPER ANYWHERE. Nor was there any other kind of paper good, in fact. In Jersey City, there was a curfew on the bars and restaurants for 10 pm, and that was it, we couldn’t even get drunk in public together anymore. There would be no St. Patrick’s Day Parade, the economy was sinking, people were losing shifts at work, losing money, losing hope, and it was still just Friday.

The numbers of cases were climbing rapidly and they weren’t even testing people. Athletes and politicians were diagnosed with the virus. For crying out loud, even Tom Hanks had it.

But far more frightening than the virus itself was the spiraling hysteria. Even those of us who are normally level-headed were beginning to get nervous. And at 4:04pm the President declared a national emergency. I left work, bought a bottle of whiskey, and went home.

It feels strange to write it down. To put it out there. Reading it over to myself…it sounds like the start of a really neat science fiction novel. It sounds like the kind of thing I would have loved 10 years ago when I was at NYU.

It’s not as amusing right this minute. Now that I’m a mother, a teacher, with friends and family at risk…I thought I had left all these writings behind a decade ago…

But maybe it’s time to bring it back. Let’s re-open the discussion. Let’s continue the narrative. It feels more imperative than ever, now that the formerly theoretical is swiftly becoming reality.

March 13, 2020

My re-introduction and "viral mothers"

Greetings all.

Yep. I know. Awful. So much for “I’m really going to do this every week now…” — 6 months later….

But here I am.

And I’ve missed this. So I’m taking a chunk out of my stupid busy life to make it a point to write an entry today. Yes, I’m writing this entry at 7:30am. Never fear…I have coffee in hand…so the plan is that it won’t be complete nonsense.

I’ve had a bit of an epiphany concerning the kind of writing I would want to do if I intend to actually do something with this crazy degree I’m getting.

It’s Paula Treichler’s idea that “cultural interpretations of biomedical phenomena and biological catastrophes are important to the understanding of disease in a social world” – and this is truly the knot of my various strands of study. It’s where the vampires and zombies can roam freely with Foucault and Haraway living dis-harmoniously, wreaking havoc in society’s imagined boundaries of disease. It’s my job to blur those boundaries, to help raise the questions about hard science and disease and disaster that don’t get asked enough in scientific contexts. I’m taking my cue from Paula Treichler, Brad Lewis and Bernice Hausman, (my adviser, his friend who teaches at Virginia Tech, who is also my friend’s teacher–small world), Donna Haraway, Sandra Harding, etc.

So for my “re-introduction” into the blogsphere, I decided to read an article passed off to be by Brad Lewis…oh….close to a year ago. Good for me that I’ve now read it. (This article is like 10 pages long and the matter of a subway ride if you want a clue into the massive business that has been my life). The article by Virginia Tech professor Bernice Hausman is entitled “Contamination and Contagion: Environmental Toxins, HIV/AIDS, and the Problem of the Maternal Body.”

Hausman addresses a recent (and by recent I’m being broad…like a decade kind of broad) hot button topic in public health, the risks and benefits of breastfeeding. Stick with me here. (More after the fold…)

Medical journals have authors battling out whether to recommend to mothers that they breastfeed their infants or give them formula. For years in the United States, breastfeeding has been viewed almost as a “medicine.” We’ve read about the reported benefits of breastfeeding over formula feeding: not only is it supposed to help with development of the infant’s mind and body, the mother’s breast milk contains natural vaccines, as well. The aspect of breastfeeding that is typically left out of medical journals (likely because it is a cultural connotation) is the mother/infant bonding that occurs through this process.

However, medicalization of breastfeeding is not common in all parts of the world. Specifically in areas of the world where HIV/AIDS is more rampant, and the likelihood of mother to child transmission is greatly increased. Hausman conjures the image of the “viral mother” stating that “mother’s bodies are understood as both a location of and vector for HIV contagion” (138). In this context women are not only seen as the carriers of contamination, also the means of spreading the filth from one human to another. In some cultures women are left out of the equation entirely: it’s called “father to child” transmission in which the father “infects” the child through the mother. This view of transmission turns women into a passive object….a passive victim. There is further trouble when formula feeding is removed as a viable option due to lack of reliable and clean drinking water. In a situation like that, the risks of formula feeding versus the risk of HIV transmission via breastfeeding is truly a lesser of two evils type of decision.

Hausman argues that breastfeeding is too important culturally to be reduced to risk/benefit analysis, or to even be medicalized or breast milk hailed as either infection and contamination or totally pure. It’s a dirty, messy process – and yes, breast milk contains good with bad.

Hausman’s “viral mother” might as well become the “vampiric mother” –  in all issues dealing with humans there is the necessary aspect of what we gain from each other in any exchange of fluids – but the real problem is that the mother seems to be eerily absent or unimportant to the discourse concerning breastfeeding. Or as Hausman points out – she’s a location and a vector.

Breast milk can not be “pure” or a “sacrament” – it’s already coming from an unpure body. Hausman argues against this view of breast milk as sacred: “people will rally behind sacraments as something needing protection”

So how can we almost…well…remove the decision to breastfeed from medicine and place it back in the cultural contexts of the mother’s body instead?

The conclusion of Hausman’s article really fascinated me – she states that “HIV/AIDS can be understood to offer us this vision of the mother’s body as contagious and yet necessary” – I fell in love with that phrase.

Contagious and yet necessary. This goes beyond just the problematics of breastfeeding, but takes the mother’s body as a whole. “…positive or negative, infected or infection free.” Hausman seeks to place this viral or potentially infected mother back into a position where she can defend herself.

— “Breastfeeding is a conundrum that represents the contemporary maternal condition. In this sense, all mothers are viral mothers.”

The take away note I guess, is that we live in a dirty world, filled with filth, contamination, toxins, and disease. No infant is safe from any of these, regardless of whether he is breastfed or formula fed. Discourse concerning breastfeeding places women in a pretty precarious position where they are forced to feel as though they aren’t in control of their own bodies.

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Okay so it’s a little haphazard and nonsensical – but it’s my first attempt in a long time, with some difficult material, and well…it’s early and I only have one cup of coffee in me.

I’m off to write a memo about the distribution of diabetes in U.S. populations. 😉

Welcome back, reader. Commmmment awayyyyyyyyyy….

First published: March 1, 2010

"I'd rather be a cyborg than a goddess"

This semester I am being immersed in theory. It’s overwhelming, but I appreciate the new layers it’s likely going to bring to this project. In one class I’m reading feminist theory for the first time as well as post-modernism, post-structuralism, deconstructionism – and in the other I’m drowning in the political, sociological, political, anthropological theories of community…

I have so much in here *points to head* that I need to get some of it here…I’ll try to leave class discussion to my classes and just bring what I can relate to my particular interests here – though there is still a lot that’s relevant that may be left out.

Let’s start with my introduction to cyborgs. Last week I read Donna Haraway’s “A Manifesto for Cyborgs: Science, Technology, and Socialist Feminism in the 1980’s” – and before I started I was so deeply skeptical of how I could bring it back to the Contagious Narrative. And yet here I am. I’m grappling with it and will likely build on this entry later in the semester when I get to read about Haraway’s use of the vampire metaphor (as I’m sure it’s different from my own).

“…a cyborg world might be about lived social and bodily realities in which people are not afraid of their joint kinship with animals and machines, not afraid of permanently partial identities and contradictory standpoints.”–Donna Haraway

But already I’m interested in this vision of the cyborg. Something part animal, part machine. But when Haraway used the word “hybrid” to denote cyborg it became something less technology based for me… what about vampires as hybrids…clearly they are hybrids of living and undead. They are human, but not. They are animal – but machine? We could potentially see the “undeath” of a vampire as mechanical in some ways. Take a computer for example…it isn’t biological, but it is partially alive – it “thinks” – so vampires do not breathe or bleed or live – but yet they live, and devour, and turn. And there is more than one way I can think of the activities of the undead as being somewhat mechanical…or at least methodical…

And then my thought processes turn elsewhere…How do we get from there to here….

“Cyborg writing must not be about the Fall, the imagination of a once-upon-a-time wholeness before language, before writing, before Man. Cyborg writing is about the power to survive, not on the basis of original innocence, but on the basis of seizing the tools to mark the world that marked them as other.” -Donna Haraway

I like this quote. I started thinking of recognizable cyborgs and inevitably got mixed up…but here is where my mind went. I thought about Frankenstein and his creation. At first look we would consider the monster to be the cyborg. He is human and yet he was built by a human, he is man-made, part animal, parts of many animals.

But “The Fall” has become so distanced from what we feel as “our origins” that we no longer relate to Adam/Eve, but turn from it and even equate it with what we consider monstrous. If cyborg writing must not be about the fall – then the monster’s felt connection with Adam and his attempt to return to the “once-upon-a-time wholeness” that Haraway knows, we know, and Frankenstein knows does not exist then are we more cyborg than he?

Thoughts?

First published: October 12, 2009

Beware the Vampire (Bat)

I’ve got a really great post brewing to get this school year kicked off right and to get the Contagious Narrative back in motion — but for now enjoy this tiny little tidbit…

Hey remember not too long ago when I posted a very short article that sort of haphazardly mentioned a few more than normal cases of rabies in Venezuela and Peru? Hey, hey! It’s the vampire bat—go figure!

Short article and clip from National Geographic HERE

No wonder rabies is the new infectious disease being tossed around in plague narratives. Look at the recent film Quarantine or Chuck Palahniuk’s Rant.

Rabies. Hmph. How long have I been trying to say it’s not that much different from the vampiric infection or Rage for that matter? After all, let’s remember that rage and rabies share their etymology.

These Peruvian bats kill for sustenance, for survival – but the people they then infect…”the droolers” as Palahniuk calls them – their actions are no longer their own. Whatever ranting, raving, drooling madness they become…they are not themselves. They are other.

Okay, enjoy! (Like a said…teaser…tidbit) – I’ll be back, hopefully by Monday, with a brand new (longer) spiffier entry to really give the CN a jump start for the school year!

First published: October 8, 2009

Wow.

Okay, okay. I know. I was doing so well there for about a month. Slacker. Been a weird month, give me a break.

But I guess WHO has officially declared a pandemic. So I’m curious to everyone’s thoughts on this.

I haven’t really been following because…well…no one else really has either…right? I mean it’s kind of fallen out of the news…

I wonder if this will cause a reboot in news and panic?

Nearly 30,000 infected, but only 141 confirmed deaths….

I don’t know what to make of this really.

Thoughts, words, rants, questions, fantasies, delusions?

First published: June 11, 2009

Civilization After the End

I am posting my final paper for my Violence and Metaphor class because I think it is some really good shit. Enjoy.

It’s below the fold to not annoy people too much and to not take up my whole front page. (Edit: 10-8-09: It’s now split up into multiple parts -hopefully- to make it easier to read)

Civilization after the End:
Violent Metaphors of the Post-Apocalyptic World
The importance of discovering together violence and metaphor lies in the various ways it promotes our advanced understanding of our own nature and society, and how they are then portrayed in the literature that mirrors or predicts our lives. In Sigmund Freud’s Civilization and Its Discontents, the author dissects society in a way that reveals facets of human nature. The most fascinating of these is the much felt, but little understood, inherent tension between civilization and the individuals that comprise it. Not only is Freud’s work easy to relate to our discussions of violence and metaphor applied to daily life, but also it is dispersed throughout literature that is fraught with further metaphors of mankind. E.C. Tubb’s little known, and somewhat obscure, short story entitled “Fresh Guy” is both exemplary of and in contrast to Freud’s theories, and is a fascinating prediction of the fate of humans in its own right. Both Freud and Tubb analyze and employ violence and metaphor in ways that illuminate the human condition and enhance the complexity and richness of the literature.


The set up of E.C. Tubb’s short story “Fresh Guy” sounds rather similar to the set up for a joke. Stop me if you’ve heard this one. It’s the end of the world and the only beings left on earth are a vampire, a werewolf, and a ghoul. The punch line is unfortunately not very funny, but it does resonate with our own fears of everything
ranging from the vampiric or undead infection/enlightenment, to what a post-apocalyptic world might look like. The story begins with Smith (a very new vampire) meeting Sammy (the ghoul) sitting by a fire. After Smith meets the rest of the group (which consists of his accidental father Boris, and the werewolf named Lupe) he witnesses the inner workings of the society that now exists in place of the world he knew in life. When he begins to propose changes to the way Sammy, Boris, and Lupe are running their civilization, he finds himself the object of their contempt, and ultimately their dinner.


Freud’s text explores all of the components of tension between civilizations and the individuals that comprise them, and Tubb’s take seems to be a playful call back and enhancement of Freud’s theories. Freud explores a contention that states “what we call our civilization is largely responsible for our misery, and that we should be much happier if we gave it up” (86). The Smith character seems to echo this stance, with the exception of his focus on being a “modern man” of which he constantly boasts. But Freud claims “all the things with which we seek to protect ourselves against the threats that emanate from the sources of suffering are part of that very civilization” (86). Smith has no weapon to use that the pre-existing civilization does not already embody or employ. But it is the arrogance of the individual that prompts him to, at the very least, resist society. Freud also posits “power over nature is not the only precondition of human happiness” (88). Freud explains that telephones may allow family members who are far from each other to remain in touch, but that those same family members would not have been able to move across the country without the advent of the railroad. Technological advances breed misery, with which we seek more technology to ease the pain. Smith and his desperate clamoring to be the most modern “man” and his fresh ideas about how to run the society are perfectly exemplary of Freud’s point. Whether Tubb had read and was channeling Freud’s Civilization and Its Discontents or not, there is enough common ground to read the two together.


Tubb’s “Fresh Guy” is immediately reminiscent of Freud’s theories about an ongoing and necessary tension between society and the individuals that comprise it. The story begins in a post-apocalyptic world in which a “Big Bang” has driven all of the humans underground and the only remaining creatures are a ghoul, a werewolf, and a vampire. There is an immediate correlation to Nietzsche’s tendencies toward anti-humanism and the transitory existence of humans on this earth. Nietzsche reminds us in “On Truth and Lying in a Non-Moral Sense” that one might invent a believable fable in which “there was once a planet on which some clever animals invented cognition. It was the most arrogant and most mendacious minute in ‘the history of the world’; but a minute was all it was” (141). The remainder of these creatures is also in direct connection to our discussions of the residue often connected to metaphor making. It is in the violence of making metaphors, forcing one thing to be or act like another, that there are remainders, things that do not fit, or a residue. It is Lakoff and Johnson who reveal that this residue, or things that do not fit, is necessary, otherwise the two things would be the same, and not a metaphor. “If it were total, one concept would actually be the other, not merely be understood in terms of it…thus, part of a metaphorical concept does not and cannot fit” (13). At any rate, it seems appropriate that it is a violent and metaphorical occurrence that leaves the residue of the creatures now roaming and ruling the earth; they are the residue and dregs of human life and are each in their own ways literally and metaphorically violent. The reader is then almost simultaneously introduced to Sammy and Smith, an existing member of the post-civilization and its newest member, respectively. Sammy, the ghoul, sits by a fire that is strategically located near “The Tombstone” under which it is stated the humans left alive now reside. Smith stumbles in; he is both unaware of what has happened in the world and to himself. Eventually, Boris the vampire (inadvertently and violently Smith’s new father) and Lupe the werewolf join the group and are introduced to Smith. There is immediately tension and dislike from all parties; Smith, who considers himself “a modern man” ridicules the “old ways” of the existing civilization, and the others resent the fresh ideas of the disrespectful Smith. He is a perfect exemplar of Freud’s claim that the individual has some “strange attitude of hostility to civilization” (87). In the end, Smith’s fresh ideas and thirst for liberty from the society earn him a virtual expulsion and an immediate execution.


One of Freud’s first revelations is that “unhappiness is much less difficult to experience” than happiness and that there are three potential sources of suffering for man. Freud lists them as: “from our own body…from the external world…and finally from our relations to other men” (77). Smith, who becomes Tubb’s representation or metaphor for the individuals that resist society, experiences each of these sufferings through out the course of the tale. Before Smith even realizes what has happened to his body (though he senses something is wrong when he claws his way out of a ditch/his grave) he experiences suffering from the world; Freud says this suffering from the world “may rage against us with overwhelming and merciless forces of destruction” (77). First, there is the initial shock of the dramatic changes in the structure and landscape of the world, not to mention its apparent lack of people. When Smith admits to Sammy that he must be “in some sort of trouble” Sammy replies that, “Everyone’s in some sort of trouble…what’s your particular brand?” (140). After Sammy reveals to Smith that neither of them is human, and that the humans all live underground, Sammy informs Smith about the catastrophe. “’The Big Bang.’ Sammy grimaced. ‘The thing everyone knew would happen, said they didn’t want to happen, yet made happen anyway” (142). The profundity of Sammy’s declaration seems to be a very conscious echo and expansion of Freud’s closing remarks in Civilization and Its Discontents. In the final paragraph, Freud hauntingly proclaims:

Men have gained control over the forces of nature to such an extent that with their help they would have no difficulty in exterminating one another to the last man. They know this, and hence comes a large part of their current unrest, their unhappiness and their mood of anxiety. (145)
Freud narrates what Tubb later predicts: a feeling of unrest that still disturbs our society, whether in our apocalyptic visions of a nuclear holocaust or our unquenchable fear of a deadly pandemic.


The next source of suffering applicable to Smith is the suffering that, according to Freud, comes “from our own body, which is doomed to decay and dissolution and which cannot even do without pain and anxiety as warning signals” (77). When Smith is initially introduced, even he is unaware of the transformation he has undergone. What he remembers is being human and living a human life. However, he also remembers his body causing him suffering before his new life: “I was sick. I remember that well enough what with Uncle screaming about doctor’s bills and the price of medicine” (140). Even as a human Smith experienced the trauma of bodily suffering and decay. When his uncle calls a doctor who “only [comes] after dark,” Smith is forced to undergo a second bodily suffering. This second suffering is substantially more violent than the normal wear and tear (or “decay” as Freud says) to which a fully alive human body must submit. At the hands (or teeth) of Boris, Smith’s body endures a death and a rebirth into undeath. His body suffers the ultimate pain, a pain that Laurence Rickels (among others) argues is unknowable. In The Vampire Lectures, Rickels states that, “your unconscious cannot conceive of your own death” (5). This example is further illustrated by Smith’s disbelief in his own vampirism and his insistence that he must instead be “a poor, crazy madman” (141).


The third and final suffering that Freud introduces is from other men, and is “perhaps more painful to us than any other. We tend to regard it as a kind of gratuitous addition, although it cannot be any less fatefully inevitable than the suffering which comes from elsewhere” (77). This violence and suffering caused by our fellow humans is not at all surprising and has been referenced and explored in literature, philosophy, and psychology perhaps more than any other subject. Of particular significance here is a phrase that defines much of my research that I lovingly lifted from Danny Boyle’s post-apocalyptic film, 28 Days Later: “people killing people” (Boyle 2003). The character that utters these words in the film is remarking on the inseparability of those infected with the “Rage Virus” from the murders, suicides, or wars taking place before the outbreak of the infection. The character, Major Henry West, insists that there is no difference, or that the infection makes no difference:


This is what I’ve seen in the four weeks since infection: people killing people. Which is much what I saw in the four weeks before that, and the four weeks before that, and as far back as I care to remember…people killing people. Which to my mind puts us in a state of normality right now. (Boyle, 2003)

And Smith is, whether he realizes it or not, in a state of normality in his post-apocalyptic world and his undead body. It is no mistake that Tubb’s story revolves around non-human characters behaving in the same way humans behave. The forms of violence Smith experiences from his fellow “men” or “non-men” range from the violence of Boris devouring his blood to Smith’s ultimate destruction or involuntary sacrifice at the end of the story. There is a further layer of violence between beings, or “people killing people,” when the metaphor of vampirism is investigated. Vampirism has long been representative of plague and infectious disease, and the nature of its spread from human to human, while in terms of the real plague is generally accidental, is not lost in the blatancy of a father vampire and his many vampiric children. It is unavoidable that most or all of Smith’s problems are related to or caused by other humans or non-humans.
In a mild diversion from Freud are Tubb’s other metaphors that are inherently violent in nature. As previously mentioned, the use of infection (vampiric infection) as a method of breeding brings intense violence, decay, death, and rebirth to something that is usually accompanied by what Freud deems “sexual love” (80). There is an apparent sexuality in a vampire feeding off of (and sucking on the neck of) an otherwise healthy human. Vampirism is, by itself, a tangled mess of economies of metaphor; it is a whole system of life or non-life that circulates, substitutes, transforms, and infects. By sinking his teeth into Smith’s neck, Boris is both feeding himself and infecting Smith. Meanwhile, Smith’s body is both dying and living, transforming yet remaining outwardly the same. The things that once nourished his body may now be useless or even cause a permanent death; sunlight is an example worth noting. The blood that once provided his body life in a circulatory system must now provide him nourishment in a more digestive sense. All the economies, circulations, and transformations are bodily and visceral, but they are all changing.
There is a second inherent violence in vampirism that is excellently illustrated in Tubb’s tale. That is the unnatural familial bond that is forged from “siring” or creating another vampire. In the most obvious sense, Boris (though he was merely feeding off of Smith and did not mean to transform him) becomes Smith’s new father. Sammy gains a certain amount of joy in illuminating this bond to father and son; he says to Smith, “your new father for your new rebirth…it’s the only way vampires can breed, you know, they depend on their victims to perpetuate their race” (144). Alternatively, however, Smith is in many ways violently maternalized, from the way his blood nourishes Boris to the way his flesh gives Sammy necessary strength for traveling at the end of the story. The image of Boris sucking on Smith to nourish himself is so overtly reminiscent of a child suckling a mother for breast milk, that the comparison is unavoidable. Smith is at once son and mother for Boris. Even more shocking than the blatantly sexual nature of vampirism is the innate incest that accompanies it. Rickels calls to mind the image of Stoker’s Mina being held lovingly as a daughter while he drains her of blood and life. He later states, “no matter how you turn it, there is something incestuous going down when one creates a vampire” (40).


Not all of the characters in Tubb’s story are officially “undead” however. We must analyze Lupe the werewolf, whose character motivates much of the action in the story, though he is somewhat absent from it. Lupe seems to be the most likely of all the survivors to see through to the end this period of waiting for the humans. He is able to survive on animals that the others cannot, and he has a family that promotes his desire to live (a desire that will motivate Sammy to destroy Smith). Werewolves are, in general, related to vampires and zombie more through the infection and plague metaphors rather than the metaphor of being dead and reborn (or undead). In some tales of Lycanthropy, the official term for the condition, becoming a werewolf is even hereditary. So what does Lupe bring to this otherwise undead society? Life? Perhaps he is their unspecified leader because he has what the others no longer have (life) or lacks what the others do have (a rebirth).


There is also a strange correlation between the nature of Smith’s (or any vampire’s) rebirth and Plato’s Allegory of the Cave. In Plato’s The Republic, man in his initial, unenlightened state lives in the darkness of a deep cave. On his journey to enlightenment and understanding he is dragged up a steep hill, out of the cave and into the sunlight where his eyes are forced to adjust and he cannot see everything all at once, but gradually over time sees everything. In the same way that Plato describes man’s achievement of an enlightened state, in most vampire tales, and specifically “Fresh Guy,” the vampire, upon his rebirth, must claw his way out of his own grave and back up into the world. Plato describes man’s plight and his initial struggles upon reaching the surface: “He will require to grow accustomed to the sight of the upper world. And first he will see the shadows best, next the reflections of men and other objects in the water, and then the objects themselves” (The Republic). In Smith’s case, not only must he now see things differently with his vampire body, but also the world itself has changed. Not to mention that, in general, vampires are considered to be “shadows” and “reflections of men.” Upon his enlightenment, Smith best sees his own kind. It is a fascinating connection, and one that asserts a somewhat problematic postulation: the undead are more easily able to reach enlightenment than humans. There are many facets of the vampirization process that appeal to the process of man’s enlightenment. A kind of death and rebirth is inevitable in reaching enlightenment, and vampires execute this with perfect grace. What the consequences of a vampiric enlightenment versus man’s struggle toward it are difficult to ascertain. It is a strange theory to put forth, that perhaps one must die and be reborn as something other than human to become enlightened in the way that Plato describes. But the vampire clawing his way out of his fresh grave comes closer to making Plato’s allegory literal than any experience in human life.


Similarly to undeath equaling enlightenment, there is the extremely significant facet of Tubb’s story in which all of the humans are underground, underneath something called “The Tombstone.” The likeness of the Plato-like caveness in the “The Tombstone” is overwhelming, and readers are forced to question what it means for humans to be living (or not) there. First of all, in the context of the story alone, the reader must consider the name of “The Tombstone” and the likelihood of humans remaining alive at all. But if the humans are alive or even truly dead (as opposed to undead) there is added significance to their refusal to come back to the surface. For one, if they come back to the surface there are the vampires, werewolves, and ghouls waiting to use them as nourishment again. For those who, like Smith, will later be transformed into undead beings themselves, this means a rejection of undeath. Therefore, in correlation with Tubb’s story and Plato’s Allegory of the Cave, the humans, whether alive or dead under “The Tombstone” are rejecting the path to enlightenment by refusing to leave their underground hideout, or refusing to die and be reborn as a vampire, werewolf, or ghoul.


There is also room to consider the synecdoche that is present in Freud’s text and how it affects the reading of “Fresh Guy.” For instance, in Freud, the reader comes to understand the individual as a synecdoche of civilization. This still holds in Tubb’s tale if we consider Smith to be the representative part of the whole civilization consisting of a vampire, a werewolf, and a ghoul. Though we must then consider that the body, the physical and visceral body, both living and undead, is a synecdoche of the entire person. There is an inherent violence in this particular metaphor, wherein a body infected with vampirism (like Smith is infected by Boris) affects the entire person: the mind, the soul, the body, and all parts that complete the person. Similarly, if there is an individual vampire that is representative of a society of humans, infection and breeding will lead to the spread of vampirism, resulting in a society of the undead instead of the living.
Tubb’s story does in a sense depart from Freud’s in the way Tubb dramatizes ending. In Civilization and Its Discontents Freud rather mildly states that realistic societies, such as that we live in, “lets things pass that it ought to have punished” (105). Tubb darkly works against this and lets Smith get away with nothing; he is punished in the harshest way possible. Throughout Tubb’s tale there is often mentioned the “Gentleman’s Agreement” which we understand to be a suspension of inter-species violence in an effort to work together for survival until the humans come out from their hiding place. When Lupe alerts Sammy that there is a female ghoul nearby, Sammy laments that he has not the strength to travel to her since he’s had nothing to nourish him for a long time. Boris, who abhors his new “son” and the disrespect and resentment he apparently harbors for Boris, Lupe, and Sammy, starts to persuade Sammy to suspend the “Gentleman’s Agreement” to purge their well-oiled civilization of this fresh guy. “’He’s young,’ said Boris. ‘That means that he’ll have a hell of an appetite…and you heard what he said about contacting them. What’s the betting that he just cuts us out?’” (154). It is at this point in the story when Tubb both departs from Freud, allowing Smith to experience the punishment that Freud posits society often overlooks, but also very simply expands on Freud’s visualization of what should theoretically happen, but often does not. Tubb closes “Fresh Guy” with this punishment:
“What are you two freaks talking about?” snapped Smith again. Youth and confidence in his superiority made him contemptuous of the old has-beens. Sitting beside the fire he had made his own plans and they didn’t include either of the others. He lost both confidence and contempt as he read Sammy’s expression. “No!” he screamed, understanding hitting like a thunderbolt…He rose together with Sammy and, turning, raced into the dark safety of the woods. He didn’t get far. Fresh guys rarely do. (154)
Tubb’s ending very pessimistically outlines what will result from the individual’s arrogance and resentment toward civilization.


Perhaps Tubb’s “Fresh Guy” ends in such a bleak and disastrous manner because of the haunting erasure and preservation present, something that Freud’s essay uncovers. For instance, as mentioned earlier, there is always a residue in metaphor making, and especially as a result of the violence of seeing one thing in the terms of something else. Similar to the palimpsest of our discussions this semester, there is erasure when Sammy, Lupe, and Boris invite Smith to join their society, but the trace of the conflict underneath remains, and is unable to be erased. There can be no true reconciliation between the individual and civilization while the trace or residue of a conflict remains. Also in line with Freud’s work is Smith’s system for self-preservation (which ultimately fails). Smith, in order to gain entrance to the society, momentarily exchanges his individual ideas, liberties, and happiness for the security with in the group. With arrogance, Smith is unable to relinquish his ideas for very long. He becomes annoyed and claims his superiority as “a modern man” (152). Smith banks on the fact that he still looks human, something that Sammy certainly cannot boast, and Boris also is apparently too old fashioned. Smith claims, “they’ve bred true down there and they aren’t going to want mutations around at any price” (152). Smith’s insistence that he is strikingly different from the others is what will ultimately result in his death.
Civilization and Its Discontents ignites a whole new lens through which readers can analyze not only Tubb’s little post-apocalyptic story, but nearly all post-apocalyptic, vampire, or plague-related texts. One author in particular resonates with Freud’s theories. Gregory A. Waller, in his book The Living and the Undead, carries out an investigation of zombies and vampires and the relationships between the living and the undead. In his discussion of Stoker’s Dracula he puts forth a theory that sounds eerily similar to Freud’s discussion of individuals and society. Waller’s claim also enhances the reading of Tubb’s story and therefore cannot be ignored when analyzing it. He explores the attempts of individuals and their failures, stating that, “his failure is a reminder that the isolated individual cannot halt the progress of the vampire” (33).  He goes on to hail the heroism of Stoker’s community of vampire hunters in particular, but his assessment is seen in Freud and Tubb: “…the confrontation between Good and Evil…becomes synonymous with the struggle between the values of a selfless, unified community and the destructive excesses of egotistical individualism” (40). Waller even goes a step farther than Freud by placing the moral center with the community and placing the individual in opposition to that. From my extensive research of plague literature and post-apocalyptic texts, this seems to be where other authors place morality as well. Even in instances in which the individual is the protagonist of the text, they seem to be lacking some kind of morality or overlooking the ethical principles that drive the story. For example, Richard Matheson’s I Am Legend sees its protagonist, Robert Neville, executed by a community of people he saw as less than human. Neville’s final thoughts at the close of the book echo Waller and Freud’s points of this unavoidable, irreparable, and violent tension between individuals and societies:


Robert Neville looked out over the new people of the earth. He knew he did not belong to them; he knew that, like the vampires, he was anathema and black terror to be destroyed. And, abruptly, the concept came, amusing to him even in his pain…I am legend. (170)

While the reader sympathizes with Neville because he is the protagonist of the novel and unaware of his apparent lack in morality, his execution is both predictable and unavoidable.


The similarities between “Fresh Guy” and Civilization and Its Discontents uncover a limitless discussion of post-apocalyptic literature, contagious disease narratives, the connection with the horror genre, and all of the violence and metaphors associated with these topics. It is nearly impossible to delve deeply into just one work from these sub-genres without addressing one or many of its counterparts. The interconnectedness of these stories defies time period, author, and genre entirely. A brief look at Danny Boyle’s 2003 film 28 Days Later does not seem out of place in a discussion of E.C. Tubb’s 1959 short story. Waller seems drawn to addressing many of the same topics as Freud without once mentioning his name. Vampires and zombies feel at home with ghouls and werewolves, and they work as eerily sustainable metaphors for Freud’s idea of society and our own visions of a post-apocalyptic world. At a pivotal moment, Freud takes a moment in his text to state very profoundly the simplest meaning the reader might glean from the work: “Necessity alone, the advantages of work in common, will not hold them together. But man’s natural aggressive instinct, the hostility of each against all and of all against each, opposes this programme of civilization” (122). It is this simply put statement that unleashes the innumerable complexities of studying our own society and civilization as it is mirrored and represented so often by the violent metaphors of our own creation.

Works Cited
28 Days Later. Dir. Danny Boyle. Scr. Alex Garland. Perf. Cillian Murphy, Naomie
Harris, Christopher Eccleston, Megan Burns, Brendan Gleeson. British Film Council, 2003.

Freud, Sigmund. Civilization and Its Discontents. London: Hogarth Press and Instituteof Psycho-Analysis, 1930.

Lakoff, George and Mark Johnson. Metaphors We Live By. Chicago: The University of
Chicago Press, 1980.

Matheson, Richard. I Am Legend. New York: Tom Doherty Associates, 1995.

Nietzsche, Friedrich. On Truth and Lying in a Non-moral Sense.

The Republic. 1994. Daniel C. Stevenson, Web Atomics. < http://classics.mit.edu/
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Rickels, Laurence A. The Vampire Lectures. Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press, 1995.

Stoker, Bram. Dracula. New York: Amereon House, 1981.

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1986.

First published: May 18, 2009

I disagree with the CDC

Hi.  Reed here.

The CDC put out a report, according to Breitbart.com, saying that “Swine Flu Parties” are a bad idea.

Initial reaction:  Whaaa???

PigVaginaKleenex Then, I got to this part:

“It’s a big mistake putting individuals and children at risk, and the CDC does not recommend that people follow that course,” he said.

The idea, which reportedly first surfaced on speciality Internet sites, comes from “chickenpox parties,” where sick children infect healthy ones with the chickenpox virus.

Parents who do this usually oppose vaccinating their children, or want them to have stronger immunity against more virulent strains.

Reaction:  Oh fuck me.  Jenny McCarthy, if I ever meet you, I will kick you in the testicles.

I’ve given a little bit of thought to these parties where, according to Wonkette, “you invite somebody infected with the dread swine flu and then roll around on that person’s dirty Kleenexes,” and I must say that I now disagree with the CDC.

These parties are a fabulous idea!

If you’re dumb enough to think that purposefully infecting yourself and your children with a lethal virus about which we only understand a little bit, please be my guest and invite as many of your Aniti-Vax friends. Avoid bringing your children, but if you must, at least we get their portions of your genes out of the gene pool too.

Honestly, we were evolved to love and nurture our children while protecting them from harm.  Without that instinct, we wouldn’t be alive.  If you’re perfectly willing to put your children in direct exposure to a virus about which we know very little but which has killed 44 people, there is something mentally–and probably genetically–wrong with you.  Please exit the gene pool.

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Cross-posted on Homosecular Gaytheist.

First published: May 8, 2009

ARE YOU PANICKED?!?!

Hello readers. Thanks for bearing with me while I took a much needed vacation at home in Roanoke. I didn’t look at a newspaper, television, or allow myself to discuss Swine Flu at all…and it proved to be very restful indeed. But now, as I sit in the Roanoke Regional Airport…waiting for the fog to lift, it’s time to get back to work. Here is a snippet from a news article I read this morning about the WHO discussing moving to level 6, the last and highest pandemic threat level…

WHO chief Margaret Chan warned against over-confidence following a stabilization in the number of new cases of the H1N1 strain that has proved deadly in Mexico.

“Level 6 does not mean, in any way, that we are facing the end of the world. It is important to make this clear because (otherwise) when we announce level 6 it will cause an unnecessary panic,” she told Spanish newspaper El Pais.

Reuters

Now for any of you who keep up with my Twitter feed…maybe you noticed the other day that I had a somewhat ominous sounding “tweet” along the lines of “panic and hysteria spread faster than the flu”. This thought occurred to me as I was sitting in LaGuardia on Thursday evening watching a news segment and you could just see how panicked everyone was…and how the media was feeding it.

I’m amused by this “unnecessary panic” I wonder exactly what kind of panic is necessary…

They keep saying things like… “no need to panic” but if they really meant it…they wouldn’t use the word panic…they would raise us to a Pandemic Threat Level 6…but panic is exactly what they want. Not a full scale break down of systems, rioting, and the apocalypse. But a little healthy dose of panic…a healthy dose of panic to take the eyes off of the economy.

“Not the end of the world,” says Margaret Chan — no, it’s not. It is just the sort of slight of hand thing the government and media need to get us to look the other way for two ticks.

Wow…I bet this sounds terribly conspiratorial of me. Apologies.

Maybe it’s because I’m sitting in an airport. Ugh. Anyway…I have on a spiffy new hat. So comment away. Not on the hat…on the blog.

First published: May 4, 2009

A U.S. Death and the Morals of an Epidemic

As I’m sure most of you have heard by now, the U.S. has had its first Swine Flu related death. A 23 month old toddler. It’s terrifying and sad, and now we have to wait and see if it gets much worse than this.

In other news, I’m giving a very brief presentation today in Art and Catastrophe about Defoe’s Journal of the Plague Year and his concern with human behavior in epidemic. Quite and interesting time to be writing this paper, let me tell you.

Here are a few of the things Defoe worries about….and I wonder if we will have to worry about them too:

–if there is a higher being responsible, punishing us for our wicked, immoral behavior. I think you all know by now my thoughts on this, but it is worth mentioning. it was a much more popular belief in Defoe’s time (that the plague was a punishment for sin <and sin itself is a disease…but I digress>) — but I wonder if there are still those out there that hold with this. Why not? If the gays caused 9/11…why not the plague?

–self-preservation and abandonment. the two go hand in hand and can not be separated. at what point does self-preservation take over? take over to the point of leaving loved ones in order to save oneself? as Defoe says, “the best physic against the plague is to run away from it”

–the dilemma (a dilemma which does not really occur in non-plague related catastrophe literature) of what I have lovingly termed (hijacked from Major Henry West in 28 Days Later) “people killing people” — what Defoe calls “in the nature of the disease that it impresses everyone the is seized upon by it with a kind of rage, and a hatred against their own kind” — a desire to spread the illness.

BUT whether the desire to spread is there or not, we have to remind ourselves that due to the nature of disease it is all just “people killing people”—right? One person becomes infected, they spread it to five people, those five people spread it to five more people each…..they all die from it. Yes, it is the contagion that kills, but we CAN NOT over look the physical act of one human passing the disease to another. Our need for society and physical closeness with other humans is what ultimately brings our downfall.

For more thoughts on this I recommend the “People Killing People” chapter of The Contagious Narrative PDF.

YOUR THOUGHTS??!?

[now…off to present this thing that i just pulled out of my butt this morning! thank you…thank you…….]

First published: April 29, 2009