As Deleuze-Guattari and Zizek both acknowledge, Kafka is the prophet of the
already-dead God and the double-binding ‘control virus’ (Burroughs) in which it is
instantiated. Eschatology and the Last Judgement are misdirections, teleological
confidence tricks concealing the ‘fatal strategies’ (Baudrillard) through which Control
immanently operates, now. The predicament in which K, as the postmodern subject par excellence, finds himself is not that of someone awaiting judgement, but of
someone enduring ‘indefinite postponement’. The big Other does not exist, it insists
as virtual vampiric structure whenever it lures dupes (us) into endlessly petitioning it
for recognition and/or acquittal. It was in this sense that Orson Welles was perfectly
right to say that K is ‘guilty as hell’. Guilt is the a priori condition for those inserted
into the Control machine, whose lineaments were described with terrifying precision
by Burroughs, Kafka’s real successor. Control precisely does not issue rigid
commands, but complementary yet contradictory injunctions, themselves always
provisional and ‘subject to review’. The coherence of the Control hyper-entity can
only ever be virtual; it doesn’t pre-exist the subject of Control. Very much to the
contrary, it is the very attempt to make sense of the ‘obviously’ incommensurate and
prima facie senseless injunctions it issues that constitute what minimal coherence
Control has. As Kafka’s hapless peitioner discovers, the door is meant only for you.
But behind the door is the metastatic God Over Djinn bad infinity of metanoiac
postponement. Ceaseless seamless bad dream corridors.
mark k-p (March 17, 2005)