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Base and Superstructure RevisitedAuthor(s): Terry EagletonSource: New Literary History, Vol. 31, No. 2, Economics and Culture: Production,Consumption, and Value (Spring, 2000), pp. 231-240Published by: The Johns Hopkins University PressStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20057599Accessed: 25/12/2009 13:50
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Base and Superstructure Revisited*
Terry Eagleton
Imagine a visitor from Alpha Centauri who lacked the concept of
combining different sorts of goods. In Alpha Centaurian society, some people go in for scuba diving, some build Gothic follies in
their gardens, and others have various bizarre shapes cut, topiary-wise,
in their voluminous hair, but nobody thinks of doing all of these things
together. Arriving in our own culture, this visitor begins by imagining that he has to choose between training
as a trapeze artist, eating himself
to death, climbing in the Andes, and collecting eighteenth-century silverware. Soon, however, he would come to realize that here on earth
these versions of the good life need not be incompatible. For there exists
with marvelous convenience a kind of meta-good, a sort of magical
distillation of all other goods, which allowed you to shunt between or
perm?tate these other goods with the minimum of effort, and its name
of course is money.
Not long after realizing this, the Centaurian would no doubt quickly grasp two other facts about terrestrial money, which together constitute
something of a paradox: first, that it was so utterly vital a good that it
engaged almost everybody's energies most of the time, and second, that
it was held in hearty contempt. The alien would be instructed by earnest
looking bankers that there was a great deal more to life than money, and
informed by sentimental stockbrokers that the best things in life were
free. Psychoanalysts would tell him that money was a superior form of
shit, while maudlin characters propping up the bar at his elbow would
remind him that you cannot take it with you and that the moon belongs to everyone. He would soon find himself puzzling
over the performative contradiction between what we said about money and what we did with
it, or, if you prefer, over a certain discrepancy between material base and
moral superstructure.
*This essay and the others, with the exception of Regenia Gagnier's and Gregory Lablanc's, were in their original form delivered at the University of Exeter Conference on
Culture and Economics (July 1998) co-sponsored by the Society for Critical Exchange and
the Research Committee of the University of Exeter. The editors thank the principal conveners of the conference, Martha Woodmansee and Regenia Gagnier, for their help in
gathering the essays.
New Literary History, 2000, 31: 231-240
232 NEW LITERARY HISTORY
This discrepancy?one much more marked in hypocritical Britain than in brashly upfront young America (no English academic, for
example, is hired)?is not, however, just hypocrisy. Indeed, few forms of
hypocrisy are just hypocrisy, just as complete charlatans are pretty rare
creatures. The discrepancy signals, rather, a
genuine conundrum or
contradiction about money's ontological status?the fact that it seems at
once everything and nothing, impotent and omnipotent, meretricious
bits of metal which some men and women will nonetheless go to almost
any lengths to amass. Marx's disturbingly precocious Economic and
Philosophical MSS explore these ironies, aporias, and ambiguities with
positively poetic relish, though the major theoretical treatise on the matter remains the collected works of William Shakespeare.
One can, however, make rather too much of this enigma, as
Shakespeare certainly does. For there is surely one phenomenon which can be both supremely important and utterly banal, and that is a
necessary condition. Necessary conditions may be poor things in them
selves, but they give birth often enough to momentous consequences,
and their status is thus hard to measure. It would be silly to say that a pen was a more important object than King Lear, since without one the play would never have got written, but one sees what this perverse claim is
trying to say. Or, to
bring the matter a little closer home, the intellectu
ally shoddy brand of culturalism which is now sweeping the postmodern left forgets at its peril that whatever else human beings are, they are first
of all natural, material objects; that without that objective status there
could be no talk of relationship between them, including relations of
objectification; and that the fact that we are natural material objects is a
necessary condition of anything more creative and less boring
we might
get up to.
The great eighteenth-century Irish philosopher Francis Hutcheson
saw very shrewdly just why it was that the desire for wealth and power could so easily be construed by thinkers like Thomas Hobbes as the
primary motivations of human life. They are thus misconstrued, so
Hutcheson argues in his Thoughts on Laughter, because they represent the universal sine qua non of most other human aspirations,
not
because they are in themselves the most fundamental human appetites.
People have all kinds of desires beyond wealth and power; it is just that
wealth and power provide the material conditions essential for fulfilling most of them. If money is the commodity of commodities, it is also the
capacity of capacities, a kind of pure, vacuous accessibility which like the
austere antechamber of a labyrinthine palace is nothing in itself but
seems to lead off simultaneously in all directions, It is, if you like, the
purely notional Omega point at which all capacities converge to be
alchemically transmuted into one another. We are involved here among
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other things in a dispute about the various meanings of words like
"primary" or "fundamental," which can mean anything from "logically
prior" to "essentially pre-conditional of to "of absolute value" or
"unspeakably precious." What is logically prior may be worthless in itself.
Nobody buys a house because they have fallen in love with its founda
tions, but nobody buys a house without them either.
The economic is not, need one say, fundamental in the sense of being the most precious thing in life, not even for most merchant bankers.
What is most precious in life for merchant bankers, as for us rather less
fortunate creatures, is happiness. It may well be that some merchant
bankers have come perversely to identify the material means of happi ness with the spiritual end, just as some perverse people linger lovingly over the sensuous resonance of the shout of "Fire!" in a crowded train
station?another confusing spiritual end and material means, though in
this case a mistake one is unlikely to survive very long. But?and this is
where the performative contradiction comes in?even these morally
shabby creatures tend to be coy of actually shouting from the housetops the fact that making money constitutes their true happiness, and feel the
need instead to come up with a lot of nauseating nonsense about the joy of being with their families, the sunset being free of charge, and the
human individual being beyond price. This sickly sort of talk is insincere, to be sure, but more importantly it
is false. Love, sunsets, truly wonderful children, and the rest are by
no
means free of charge in the sense of being autonomous of money. It is
hard to have human love without money, in the sense that it is hard to
sustain a decent human relationship if you are dying of hunger. Neither, for much the same reasons, are you likely to relish the aesthetic appeal of the sunset. The notion that there are
thing which money can't buy, while in one sense
eminently true, is in another sense no more than a
vulgar idealist platitude with which those who don't have enough of the
stuff are allowed to console themselves by those who do. One thing which only money can buy is of course socialism, which, as the dismal
experience of the Soviet bloc has taught us (but as Marx, Lenin, and
Trotsky knew in any case), is only possible on the basis of reasonably advanced material conditions, a flourishing civic and liberal tradition, a
skilled, educated working class, and a product large enough to be
equitably distributed. One needs forces of production which are not so
meager that only a draconian political state could take on the laborious task of developing them, thus destroying socialist democracy in the very act of trying to lay down its material basis. But since this material basis is what the bourgeoisie has been busy laying down over the centuries, Marx's vision of history is a kind of black joke, turning as it does on the
trope of irony. To go socialist rather than Stalinist you have to be
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reasonably well-heeled; and if you are not, then some helpful ally must
be instead. Socialism also involves recognizing that there is nothing in
the least wrong with pressing one's self-interested material claims, as
long as they are just ones, just as there is nothing whatsoever wrong with
power and authority. On the contrary, power and authority are splendid
things: it all depends on who is using them in what situations for what
ends. Only liberals or postmodernists can afford to be suspicious of
power. It is selflessness here which is ideological.
Only by economics, then, will culture be able to transcend the
economic. I take it that this paradox is the governing thesis of cultural
materialism, not some fashionable appeal to return culture to its
material conditions. Many a conservative has done precisely this. Not all
historicizers are left-wingers?in fact some of the most distinguished of
them, from Burke to Oakeshott, have been quite the reverse. Nowadays,
hardly anyone apart from card-carrying formalists would bother to
oppose the thesis that culture must in some sense be related to its
historical conditions. The significant conflict is not over this bland
platitude, but over the way you read the historical conditions in
question. On the one side, so the case runs, there are those aesthetes
and the formalists who rudely rip culture from its material contexts,
while on the other side there are decent right-thinking people for whom
culture and material context go together like Laurel and Hardy. This is
just a piece of self-righteous piety with which the cultural left likes to
cheer itself up. For Marxism, the culture of modernity is indeed in a
sense autonomous of material conditions, and it is precisely material
conditions which permit it to be so.
What this means, roughly speaking, is that only on the back of a
material surplus can culture become autonomous.
By "autonomous" I
mean of course not "independent of any material context," which we
can all agree is bourgeois-idealist, but something much more
challeng
ing and interesting, such as "autonomous of those subservient political
and ideological functions in church, court, and state which culture had
traditionally fulfilled." This can happen only when a society has the
material means to support a
specialized caste of professional artists and
intellectuals, and when the growth of the market is such that these
people can now become independent of the state or the governing class
and become dependent for their livelihood on market forces instead.
Art becomes relatively autonomous of its material conditions precisely
by being more firmly integrated into the economic, not by being cut
adrift from it. To register both the delights and disasters of this historical
moment?that is to say, to consider it dialectically, as both oppression and emancipation?requires
a thinking-on-both-sides
of which post
modern theory has so far proved itself lamentably incapable. Autonomy
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frees you from being the hired hack of the rulers, allows art to become
for the first time critique, and permits the artwork itself to show forth in
its very forms an autotelism which rebukes the brutal utilitarianism of its
surroundings. There is also a considerably more downbeat side of the
story, but one rather that is less in need of being rehearsed. The point, anyway, is that anyone who thinks that culture's historical autonomy of
material functions is just a bad thing, like smoking or salt, is a moralist
rather than a materialist; and that this partial, relative autonomy of
material conditions is itself the effect of material conditions. It is this, not some
shop-soiled doctrine about the need to relate culture to
context, that is specific about the historical materialist contribution to
the argument.
To put the point rather more luridly: only when culture is thoroughly saturated by exchange-value does it wax politically Utopian. For it is then
that the artifact, fissured down the middle between use- and exchange
value, tries to resist the miseries of commodification at the level of the
economic by a defiant autotelism at the level of ideology?by the
courageous, vainglorious claim that it is its own end, ground, and raison
d'?tre. This, to be sure, is to make a cultural virtue out of historical
necessity: in a desperate last-ditch rationalization, the work must be its own end, since it scarcely
seems to have any other very salient function
any longer. But this autotelism can then become an image of how men
and women themselves might
be under altered material conditions.
Marx himself, who is a full-blooded aesthete on such questions, holds that the point of socialism is to abolish the instrumental treatment of
objects and human beings so that they may delight in the realization of their sensuous powers and capacities just for the sake of it (what he knows as "use-value"), rather than be forced to justify their delight in that autotelism at the tribunal of some higher Reason, World-Spirit,
History, Duty, or Utility. His anthropology is thus in one sense quite properly foundational: it all comes down in the end to what we share in common
by virtue of the structure of our bodies, to our "species-being,"
as he terms it. It is a thoroughly essentialist doctrine, and none the worse
for that. But in another sense, since our species-being has itself
no
function, or better since its function is just to realize its various functions for the sake of it; since, in other words, we
quite properly cannot answer
questions like: " Why should we take delight in each other's company?"?
then the foundation in question is a peculiarly unfoundational one. The
positive side of autonomous culture (we are all too familiar with the more negative facets) is that it can act as a frail prefiguring of this
condition, notwithstanding its idealist illusions, elitist guilt, and pathetic ineffectuality. Where art is, there human beings shall be. Culture can serve to remind us of a time when men and women, exactly by dint of
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alternative economic arrangements, might come to live rather more
by culture than by economics. If the economic is central to radical theory, then it can only be under the sign of its progressive sidelining, its
increasingly marginal utility. When Oscar Wilde argues in The Soul of Man under Socialism that the whole point of socialism is to automate
production so that we can get on with the business of cultivating our
individual personalities, he is arguably much closer to Marx on this score that is the Marxist William Morris, who wishes on the whole to
transform labor rather than abolish it.
Let me quote you a passage which I am sure will sound familiar: "The
human being must go through the different stages of hunter, shepherd and husbandman, then, when property becomes valuable, and conse
quently gives cause for injustice; then when laws are appointed to
repress injury, and secure possession, when men, by the sanction of
these laws, become possessed of superfluity, when luxury is thus intro
duced and demands its continual supply, then it is that the sciences
become necessary and useful; the state cannot subsist without them."1
Not in fact the nineteenth-century German revolutionary Karl Marx, but
the eighteenth-century Anglo-Irish Tory Oliver Goldsmith, whose word
"superfluity" is especially intriguing. He means, no doubt, something like Marx's "surplus"; but one might claim more generally that culture is
itself superfluity, that which is strictly surplus to biological need. Eating is natural, but Mars bars are cultural; dying is natural, but being buried
standing upright with a five-pound note for the Hades ferryman in your mouth is a question of culture. Cultural types sometimes feel restive with
such formulations since they tend to make culture sound in classic
bourgeois style like the icing on the cake, something not strictly necessary. But the whole point of our
species-being, as both Marx and
King Lear recognize, is that superfluity is built into our very nature, that
exceeding the measure belongs
our normativity, that "reasoning not the
need" is one of our most vital needs. The supplement is here constitutive
rather than superfluous, or, if you prefer, constitutive in its very
superfluity. That continuous transgression or self-transcendence which
we call history, or culture, is of our nature?a case which is
quite different from the more crudely reductive culturalist claim that our
nature just is culture. It is not the fact that our nature is culture, but the
fact that culture is of our nature, which leads at once to our achieve
ments and our self-undoings. A being whose nature is culture is not at all
as interestingly non-self-identical as one like us whose nature is to be
cultural?one who, being prematurely born, has at the center of its
biological nature a void which culture must quickly move in to fill out.
Otherwise it will die.
The chief interest of Goldsmith's words for my purpose, though, lies
BASE AND SUPERSTRUCTURE REVISITED 237
in their curious prefiguring of the Marxist base/superstructure model? laws and sciences being, as Goldsmith recognizes, somehow functional
with regard to property relations. And here I move at last to the main
theme of my paper. I must confess first that I belong to that dwindling band who still believe that the base/superstructure model has some
thing valuable to say, even if this is nowadays a proportion smaller than those who believe in the Virgin Birth or the Loch Ness monster, and
positively miniscule in comparison with those who believe in alien
abductions. Surely the Virgin Birth is about as plausible as this static, mechanistic, reductive, economistic, hierarchical, undialectical model
of how it is with culture and economics?
Let me first dispel if I can one or two common false assumptions about this now universally reviled paradigm. The first concerns its "hierarchical" nature. The model is indeed hierarchical, but it is hard to see what is so sinister about that. It holds, in short, that some things are
more important
or crucially determinant than others, as does any
human being who, in Edmund Burke's fine phrase, "walks abroad without a
keeper." It may be wrong as to what it considers more
determinant than what; but you really cannot fault a doctrine for
holding that some things
are more true or important than others, since
there is no doctrine which does not. Every doctrine, for example,
implicitly holds that it is itself more true than its opposite, and this includes claims like "there is no truth," or
"nothing is more important
than anything
else."
Secondly, the base/superstructure model is not out to argue that law,
culture, ideology, the state, and various other inhabitants of the super structure are less real or material than property relations. It is not, in this
sense at least, an ontological claim. We can all happily agree that prisons
and museums are quite
as real as banks. It is not a claim about degrees
of ontological reality; nor is it simply a claim about priorities or
preconditions. The assertion that we must eat before we can think ("Eats
first, morals second" as Brecht observed) is only an instance of the base/
superstructure model if it carries with it the claim that what we eat
somehow shapes
or conditions what we think. The doctrine, in short, is
about determinations.
Now in a broad sense it would surely seem quite plausible that the economic lies at the root of social life. Certainly Freud, no particular friend of Marxism, thought so himself: he says straight out that the basic
motivation for society is an economic one, and implies that without this
unpleasant form of coercion we would all just lie around the place all
day in various interesting states of jouissance. There are two metanarratives
which have absorbed most of the energies of most men and women in the world to date, and these are the story of material reproduction and
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the story of sexual reproduction. That both have always been terrains of
conflict is merely one thing they have in common. If we arrest history to
date at any point whatsoever and take a cross-section down it, then we
know already, even without looking, what we shall find: that the great
majority of people at that time are enduring lives of pretty fruitless toil
for the profit of a minority, and that women form an oppressed stratum
within this social order. And yet they talk of the death of metanarrative! There are those for whom all metanarratives must be
Panglossian tales
of a triumphantly unfolding Reason, Science, World-Spirit, or Prole
tariat, forgetful as
they are that, for most men and women, the drearily
self-consistent form which human history has displayed to date is one of
scarcity, struggle, and violence. Would, indeed, that the postmodernists were right, and that no such metanarrative existed. But that it does
exist?though this is more apparent from some locations within the
present than it is from others?is no doubt one reason why Marx refuses
to dignify the human story so far with the word "history" at all. For him, it has all been so far mere
"pre-history," since the conditions for that
genuine history which would be free, collective self-determination have not yet fully come into being.
The economic, then, is certainly foundational in the sense that it is
what most men and women, most of the time, have had to concern
themselves with. But economic and sexual reproduction are also foun
dational in another sense of the word, in that they constitute the
essential material preconditions of any other narratives we might get
round to telling. Indeed without these particular narratives, we would
not be here to tell any tale at all. Metanarratives, that is to say, are best
considered not as transcendental tales from which all else can be
rationally deduced, but as the material equivalent of transcendental conditions.
None of this, however, is enough in itself to justify the base/
superstructure thesis. To do that, you would have somehow to show that
this massive investment of energy in material production has given definitive shape to our cultural forms. And for this, it would be nothing like enough to show in some general materialist way that social being conditions consciousness?or, as Wittgenstein more pithily puts it, that
"it is what we do which lies at the bottom of our language games." For
the doctrine is claiming a privilege not just for what we do, but for a
particular sector of what we do, namely the activity of material produc tion. And this is much less easy to demonstrate.
At least it is if you assume, as most people (including no doubt Marx
and Engels) seem to have done, that the term
"superstructure" desig nates a fixed zone of social functions and institutions. But this is surely not the case. Consider, to
begin with, why superstructures are necessary.
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It is not, surely, an ontological necessity, as the claim that social being conditions consciousness is an ontological claim, true of all human
animals by virtue of their collective body or species-being. Superstruc tures are necessary in a Marxist view not because of the kind of bodies
we have, but because the productive activity to which these bodies give rise generates certain social contradictions. If we need a
superstructure,
then, it is because the "base" is self-divided, fissured by certain antago nisms. And the function of a superstructure, by and large, is to help
manage these contradictions in the interests of a ruling class. To claim
that this is the function of a superstructure, however, is very different
from claiming that that is the function of a school, or a television station, or a law court, or a senate. As to that, it may or may not be, depending
on which particular aspect of the institution, in which particular time or
place, you have in mind. A TV station behaves "superstrueturally" when
it puts out a lot of lies to whitewash the state, but not superstructurally when it informs you that a deep depression is moving in from Iceland. A
school forms part of the superstructure when it has its students salute
the national flag, but not when it teaches them to tie their shoelaces.
Law courts act superstructurally when they protect private property, but
not when they protect senior citizens.
The word "superstructure," in other words, reifies a range of
political or ideological functions to an immovable ontological region. A practice or institution behaves superstructurally when, and only when, it acts in
some way to support a dominant set of social relations. It follows that an
institution may be superstructural at one time but not at another. It
follows also that its various functions may be in conflict on this score.
Much of what we do is in fact neither superstructural nor infrastructural.
You can study a literary work as part of material production, which is to
treat it infrastructurally; or you can scrutinize it for symptoms of
collusion with a dominant power, which is to read it superstructurally; or
you can simply
count up the number of commas, which is to do neither.
Culture is the child of a one-parent family, having labor as its sole
progenitor. Like many an oedipalized infant, it prefers to repress this
lowly origin and dream up for itself, as in Freud's "family romance"
syndrome, an
altogether more
glamorous, imposing sort of ancestry, for
which the origin of culture is simply previous culture. The point of a
materialist criticism, then, is to bring to the artifact a kind of double
optic, reading it, in Benjamin's terms, as a document of civilization, while at the same time X-raying it for those traces of barbarism which were implicated in its birth, and which linger on within it. At least one
reason for trying to make some sense of the much-derided base/
superstructure image is that, in a kind of Copernican iconoclasm, it at
least succeeds in powerfully dislodging culture from its idealist supremacy.
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And this is especially salutary in a postmodern age which has inflated the term "culture" out of all proportion. Culture is almost always either too
broad or too narrow a concept, either vacuously anthropological
or
jealously aesthetic. Which is not to say that the term is entirely useless.
Perhaps the most illuminating use of the word "culture" was made by Lenin, when he remarked of the Bolshevik revolution that it was the relative lack of culture in Tsarist Russia ("culture" here in the Gramscian sense of a dense tapestry of institutions of civil society) which helped
make the revolution possible, but that it was the same lack of culture (in the sense of know-how, technology, education, literacy, and the like)
which had made the revolution so difficult to sustain. The dialectical deftness of that statement is deeply admirable.
If the only opposite of culture is Nature?a term falsely thought synonymous with the insidiously "naturalized" by some postmodern theory?then it simply tries to cover too much. But if one of its
antithetical terms is the economic, then the term begins
once more to
assume some semantic cutting-edge. Of course, in the broad anthropo
logical sense of the word, the economic is cultural too; but then, in this
over-capacious meaning, what is not? To insist that the economic is
cultural has force only for those who believe that its laws are dictated by Providence; and while there may have been many such believers in a
more classical period of capitalism, there are precious few now. The
phrase "cultural materialism" has an oddly oxymoronic ring about it,
since "culture" has been classically defined as that arena whose privilege is to transcend the material. But it has a hint of contradiction in another
way too, since part of what a materialist theory has to tell us is that
culture is not of first importance. Or rather, for historical materialism it
is not of primary importance yet. Men and women do not now live by culture alone; but the project of socialism is to try to lay down the kinds of material conditions in which, free of scarcity, toil, and coercion, they will be able to live by culture a great deal more than they do now. So
culture, not economics, is indeed what it is all about in the long run. It
is just that in order to get as far as the long
run we need to reverse those
priorities in our political practice, while never ceasing to hold them
steadily in mind.
Oxford University
NOTE
1 Oliver Goldsmith, The Citizen of the World, in Collected Works of Oliver Goldsmith, ed.
Arthur Friedman, vol. 2 (Oxford, 1966), p. 338.