I’ve just watched Paul Mason’s video blog announcing the
result of the Greek referendum on austerity for the fifth time. It has been
shared about 95 times on my facebook timeline since last night so I’m guessing
you’ve seen it but if you haven’t, have a look here. It’s no secret that I have
a massive crush on Paul Mason. He has the best accent in broadcasting and he
looks, I think, like John might look in about 15 years, if he has some weird
gardening accident that involves him getting his top lip chopped off. Still hot
though yeah? Seeing all the shares and experiencing in myself this weird
compulsion to watch this video again and again has got me wondering about what
it is in this video that is so compelling. The news is awash with stories of Greece’s historic Oxi vote and the possibilities and potentialities contained
within it, but there is something about this video that is particularly
pertinent and touching, and I’ve been thinking about what and why.
Paul Mason - phwoar! |
Yesterday at RLHQ we had planned to have a Greek themed
barbecue in celebration of the referendum vote. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t dare
actually think we’d be celebrating an actual Oxi result. When votes happen,
they literally NEVER go the way I am hoping for. Never. Except once, when
Labour got in in 1997, and we all know what happened there… But I always think
if politics is going to be such a buzzkill you may as well get the buzz first, so the
Greek party was arranged mainly in the service of compensatory pleasure. A last
dance around an illusory fire of hope before its inevitable extinction by the
pervasive political culture of fear and better the devil you know that we have
all got so used to. I marinated a huge hunk of lamb, baked some baklava,
compiled a massive Greek Spotify playlist and asked a bunch of friends to come
round in Greek fancy dress. It was going to be ace... But then the heavens broke
and the rain started and it poured and poured. Despondent, I cancelled the
party and took up position on the sofa, watching the rolling news on BBC,
refreshing my computer screen every 30 seconds, and waiting for the bad news to
come in. But it didn’t. What happened instead was an interactive map of Greece,
increasingly coloured in shades of OXI pink and OXI magenta. On the TV the BBC
showed rolling coverage of Syntagma square getting more and more crowded with
jubilant Oxi voters. And my facebook feed was punctuated by Paul Mason’s lovely BFG face over and over again…
Paul Mason’s video is beautiful in many ways. His small eyes
are glassy and rarely meet the camera – he appears distracted by something (a
crowd?) over to his left. The corner of his mouth keeps creeping up, dying to
smile. Sometimes his voice cracks a little bit. When he announces that “for the
first time in the history of the Eurozone, people power has happened” the disbelief in his voice is palpable. As he confirms, he is “perhaps as stunned as Syriza
are that they got that 60%”. It is this absolute bewilderment, this total and
utter incredulity that a people have demanded that their Government stand against
the brutal mechanizations of capital and domination by a lot of petulant greedy
banks who refuse to take responsibility for the consequences of giving out
sketchy loans, that I think makes Paul Mason’s video so compelling and
meaningful.
The Oxi result was indeed a proper WTF moment for everyone –
a moment of rupture not just for people on both sides of the coin in Government
offices in Athens and Brussels, but for the Left as a whole. The Left has got
so used to losing that it has, I think, fallen a little bit in love with it, in
what Walter Benjamin termed “left melancholy”. In a scathing description that
is all too familiar to anyone who has ever been in a facebook or real life group
with the word ‘Left’ in the name, Wendy Brown uses Benjamin’s concept to
critique “a Left that has become more attached to its impossibility than to its
potential fruitfulness, a Left that is most at home dwelling not in hopefulness
but in its own marginality and failure, a Left that is thus caught in a
structure of melancholic attachment to a certain strain of its own dead past,
whose spirit is ghostly, whose structure of desire is backwards looking and
punishing.” The Oxi vote by the people of Greece flies in the face of this melancholic brand of leftism – it articulates a structure of desire that looks forward to
possibility and is furnaced by hope and a will to fight back. And that is, as
Paul Mason says, stunning.
I have no doubt that my facebook feed will, over the course
of the next few days, fill up with voices of the ‘Left’ explaining why Greece
is doomed to failure. I hope I’m wrong and that those people either bore off or
change their minds and get on the buzz. I hope that this triumph of a new
structure of desire that we have seen in Greece fans the flames in Spain and
Portugal and Ireland, and of course, here in the UK. Instead of sitting round and waiting
to see if Syriza’s wings are made of wax, we need to join with the people of
Greece and loudly articulate our own refusal to be punished for the mistakes of
stupid greedy bankers and their ministerial collaborators. We need to stop
seeing hope and democracy as naive illusions but instead appreciate them as real things that we can grab hold of and use to catalyze change and action and movement. So slam in the lamb and gather yer
garlands. The Greece party is back ON.