Houellebecq has a new novel out entitled La Carte et le Territoire which has already won the Goncourt Prize in France, he is by far the most most prescient and devastatingly accurate novelist of Europe's contemporary lotHouellebecq's landscapes are dreary wastelands of supermarkets and trashy architecture and he writes of the spiritual loneliness of the modern European, confronted by a meaningless consumerism, the corporate work ethic and of a civilisation in decline.
Relentless post-political, Houellebecq's characters think politics is mostly bad entertainment, an obvious fact given the rise of the bland Tony Blair who turned banality into a political art and the odious media-political star Berlusconi in Italy.
Citizenship has declined. The nation state has decayed and individuals live lives of quiet desperation connected merely through the computer ( e.g Facebook ) where people attempt to re-present themselves.
In Possibility of an Island, communication simply happens from behind the computer screen and all traditional forms of social intercourse have been progressively eliminated. Cloning takes place so there is no hurry to live intensely with passion
The message is quite clear in all the novels: Europe is dying in decadent and complacent apathy.
David Coward gave an accurate precis of the ideas in Houellebecq's novels, far more interesting than the stream of drab Orange and Booker Prize nominees that fail to engage people in what is really happening in the West.
Since the 1960s, market forces have reorganised the economic activity of the Western world. With the collapse of religion and the death of ideology, capitalism acquired a free hand to interfere in those parts of our lives previously governed by faith and political belief…. In the wake of the Enlightenment, believers became citizens. Citizens have now turned into customers, who cannot conceive of a future, let alone of an afterlife, except in terms of increasing wealth and the acquisition of consumer products for status and satisfaction. Individualism, the antechamber to barbarism, is the grave of communal life and ultimately of civilization. It is also an illusion. Only the decay of the flesh, and death, truly belong to the individual. The rest – behaviour, ideas, ideals – is fed to us by politicians, advertisers and assorted stars who want our votes, our money and our admiration. Even sexuality cannot be explained in terms of desire and pleasure, for they themselves [desire and pleasure] are sociologically determined by widely touted semiologies.The creation of a family is for Houellebecq, as Coward puts it, ‘the last remaining outpost of the collective spirit, whose members serve each other without hope or expectation of tangible reward’.
For Houllebecq, however, atomised individuals no longer are prepared to make the sacrifices upon which social reproduction are based: sex is a value free means to a sensational encounter, wholly cerebral and based on pain/pleasure calculus.
Yet Houllebecq is ostensibly anti-religious and regards the destruction of all forms of communal life as part of what he regards as the barbarism that flows from the social, intellectual and moral deregulation of the 1960s.
In Western European nations the economic system is brutally competitive and yet the general trend of politics "leftist": Houellebecq makes it clear that New Left libertarianism has actually benefitted and given further stimulus to neoliberal capitalism.
For Houellebecq, the sinister reduction of all relationships to one of impersonal cost/benefit analysis is inherent in the transactional universe of which blights and infects every aspect of public and private life in the West
Houellebecq depicts the way sterile dreams of love have become reduced to packaged pleasures and the fundamental human right to total satisfaction that consumers just must have as an imperative.
What people commonly call 'love' is nothing mere cosmetic measure concealing the sordidness of their petty lusts and crass desires for the lust object, a makeshift balancing of made over time in view of their insecurity and perfect partner which also affords status and competitive prestige.
Atomised is a great novel and packed full of ideas with regards the seeming inevitability of cloning, the decoupling of sex from procreation as a value free end to pleasure which Bruno can't get because neoliberalism in the sexual market place works against inferior biological specimens i,e the ugly and old.
Houellebecq also sees Islamism at least partly as a result of the sexual resentment and frustration young Muslim males feel because the emphasis on restraint and puritanism, however "hypocritical" has no meaning in societies where transgression is ritualised.
Naturally, the contradiction between a religion based on denial and on the other hand of eternal rewards of pleasure when consumer society makes a mockery of all pious sentiments which act as a barrier separating the individual from the marketplace.
The promise of instant gratification makes such a religion increasingly futile, redundant and contrary to consumerism, the notion that pleasure through shopping and 'bonking' others is the only meaning to life, a frantic race to cram pleasure into youth before the onset of death.
Platform is even better as a Swiftian satire on consumer 'ethics' when applied to the quest for some kind of "authentic" experience of life through the exotic, a trait pretty evident in Central and Eastern European nations where disillusioned British males can pick up good looking Slavic girls.
The Polish girl in turn fetishises 'de English dzentlemans' and dreams of the consumerism that had bored the male in his own country in tandem with the petty carping feminism and self promotional careerist zombies he might have otherwise had to put up with.
Platform deals with the inability of neurotic Westerners to form meaningful and long term relationships is developed to its logical conclusion-mass packaged sex tourism in Third World nations where the spontaneous nature of their unspoilt sex is to be commodified
It is designed to serve the needs of those desperate for natural and uninhabited sexual contact they can no longer have due to the dehumanisation of relationships in the West, stupid feminist ideologies, political correctness, and fake male bonhomie.
Having lived across the globe and heard the misery of interminable ex-pats complaining about how much more "demanding", cold, unsexual and egotistical women in the West are compared to Eastern Europeans, the Japanese and Thais
This has been accompanied as well as Western women fetishising the virility of Cuban or black men, a trend shown in the weird obsession with getting married to African chieftains in places such as Kenya.
It seems to me that Houellebecq is a visionary for his ability to draw conclusions about the nature of our society from the relentless observation of it as it really is in its everyday crummy banality as once did Celine in Journey to the End of the Night.
Where all connection to the past and all dreams for the future have died and only a horny and desperate desire for sexual diversions and consumer satisfaction provide an anodyne to the pain and separation of atomised individuals
Those who live bleak existences devoid of any feeling of belonging, fraternity or where hatred and bitterness easily turn into strategies of rationalisation through fanatical political creeds, fundamentalism, conspiracy theorising and racism.
Houellebecq is the ultimate antidote to the sentimental and vacuous platitudes mass produced in or media by the liberal left about how wonderfully diverse and tolerant it is as a sham, a willing form of delusion.
Instead Houellebecq sees the underlying symptoms of sadism, malice and voyeuristic cruelty unleashed by the sexual revolution as, like with all other revolutions, devours its children. The natural consequence of a consumer mentality pushed into all aspects of life.
For the older generation obsessed with the cult of the body beautiful and sex as a "human right" in the 1960s found that just as they rejected their parents, they are now rejected with scorn by their successors.
After all, for Houellebecq, the sexualisation of youth as the pinnacle of all human desire which by its nature is transient and serves a regressive function, reducing humans to infantile consumers who want to buy happiness.





David Swanson writes today,
The amount of self righteous twaddle peddled on Afghanistan and Iraq from those both for and against the "imperial wars" downplays the centrality of controlling oil and gas and that resource wars are made necessary by the sheer scale of consumption in societies such as the USA and EU.
Like it or not, for large numbers of Americans , democratic freedom is bound up not in politics but the freedom afforded by the mobile society, The Great Car Economy around which The American Dream was constructed in the twentieth century. The war against Iraq was to provide the secure supplies to fuel that dream.
Vast numbers of those who are against the war in Iraq need to start dealing not with populist outrage or that Obama has been derailed from progressive politics by the legacy of Bush's forthright imperialism. For Iraq was a war to preserve the USA's democracy as based on consumerism and delusive hopes of infinite growth.
Swanson has a book entitled War is A Lie which does not have one chapter devoted to the desperate search for secure supplies of diminishing fossil fuels. Any book that extrudes devoting a large part to considering energy security is not going to add much to what is already know nor ask difficult questions.
These have to be confronted but progressives want to believe that they can earn cheap popular points from condemning war ( as if most people in placid consumer democracies are going to actually like war as opposed to the pleasures of shopping malls, McDonald's Drive-Thrus and so on ).
For what large numbers cannot see is that their lifestyles necessitate these resource wars to be fought. Even Afghanistan is part of a colossal geopolitical project to get Afghanistan integrated into Central Asia and act as an "energy bridge" taking gas through the TAPI pipeline.
The criticism of war has to make it plain that it is the consequence of the failure of energy policy and conserving energy supplies. Not in ideological thrusts that claims that the West is uniquely imperialist when there is a New Great Game on in Central Asia that could be destabilising.
The alternative to controlling oil supplies is to reduce the USA's level of car use, reduce its living standards and hand control of the global economy to China, which has already made inroads into controlling natural resources in Africa and Central Asia but without war and hypocritical human rights prating.
War is not a Lie: its a reality today bred by conflict over precisely those resources that make large numbers of even anti-war activists, materially comfortable. Tell citizens in the USA that war is created by their prodigious fossil fuel use and that will be difficult to accept. But it's the truth nevertheless. Tell them its due to ideology and bad people and that is easier.
On January 29 2011 Rick Rozoff ( Washington Intensifies Push Into Central Asia ) writes of the expansion of military presence in the region. And this is connected to the pursuit of energy security through diversity of outlets, a point made by Michael T Klare in his Blood and Oil.
Rozoff writes,
Blake's speech is given here.