The below is from the Socialist Standard May 2009. SOYMB doesn’t consider it to be boring. Boring is what occurs in a few days time when capitalism once again demonstrates that not enough of the working class understand, and want, socialism.
An educational dialogue explaining the workings of modern capitalism and rebellion, based on genuine events.
Scene:
An alternative bar in North London. Cool movie posters plaster the
walls. Electronic music pumps out unusually quiet from speakers –
it is a week day evening.
Enter Pik Smeet,
wearing broad brimmed hat, trying to look like a Puritan. He
approaches the bar, buys a bottle of cider, and sits at his chair of
many years usage. After him, come two middle-aged male punks, spikey
haired, leather-clad with tattoos and chains strewn around their
bodies – back from smoking outside. They sit around the corner of
the bar from Comrade Smeet.
Punk 1: …So, my boss says,
when you’ve got all the money in, that's it, you can go home.
Punk
2: Gah! Like I need another reason to hate you – easy street.
Punk
1: Yeah, I hate me too. We own market places all over London. Go
round, collect the cash, nice little job.
Punk 2: Bet you get a
stack of griping from all the stallholders.
Punk 1: That’s why
I don’t hang around after I’ve picked up the rent.
Punk 2:
Too right. You have many places?
Punk 1: Yeah, Camden, Oxford
Street, Piccadilly Circus. All over the joint. Going to be more now,
we’ve just bought out a former Woolworths store, now they’ve
collapsed.
Punk 2: Oh, really, what you going to do with
that?
Punk 1: Well, unless a big firm comes along and makes us
an offer, we’re gonna turn it into small units. You make more money
breaking big stores up into units, see. Could get you a place if you
fancy one.
Punk 2: Well, I’m only interested as a
customer.
Punk 1: Ah, well, then, you’ll like our night clubs.
They’re good money too – we have a chain of clubs, you know the
ones, one near Farringdon.
Punk 2: Oh, them – the strip
places?
Punk 1: Well, call them night clubs, but, basically,
well, they’re brothels. Then, that’s where the money is.
Punk
2: Yeah – you should try working in making porn films, I make good
money shooting them.
Punk 1: Well, I used to, but I got out
because the money isn’t there any more. And, y’know, that’s why
you do it, I mean, it’s fun, you get to travel the world, but the
bottom line is the money. If you’re not making any, there’s no
point doing it.Punk 2: You reckon?
Punk 1: Yeah. You see,
America – yer biggest market, y’know, they won’t allow you to
import films any more. And you can’t get a visa to enter the states
and shoot the films. That’s it, no point being in the game any
more.
Punk 2: Well, I still make good money – hand over fist –
I think you should have stuck with it, mate, it’s a good game –
so long as it’s not the only thing you can do.
Punk 1: That
reminds me – one girl, we were driving her round London, showing
her some sites, got to Trafalgar square, I said “And that’s
Nelson’s column” she said to me “Who?” I mean, totally dumb –
nothing else she could do that be in the business.
Punk 2: Was
she English?
Punk 1: Perfectly, girl next door. The quality
product, not one of your Eastern European girls.
Punk 2: Ooh,
the very thing. Mind you, when I was living above the brothel your
English birds would last until lunchtime, and when there wasn’t
plenty of food forthcoming, they be off out the door. Least the
eastern birds have to hang around.
Punk 1: On our shoots we’d
have about four hundred quid a week to just send out to Sainsbury’s
for food. We were a big crew, so, you know, we’d all need feeding.
Twelve hours a day we were doing – a laugh. I know, half hour
bursts of work, but we were there for the whole long day. Great
fun.
Punk 2: Have you tried flogging your stuff over the
internet?
Punk 1: That’s just it – who wants to pay forty
quid for hardcore pornography when you can download stacks of it for
virtually nothing.
Punk 2: Well, you get to control your own
business, from beginning to end – production and distribution –
everything except the credit card payments – you need someone else
to do that –
Punk 1: Usually from Russia.
Punk 2: You
have to be careful with them, but, yes, the Russians can helps you
with the financial side of things.
Punk 1: Y’ See, I mean, the
technology is out there, anyone can make porn – and it’s the
home-made look, with the girl next door, that really draws in the
punters.
Punk 2: That’s what we’re good at doing – your
punters want realistic-looking sex, and we do home-made look quite
well. It’s a skill to achieve that look. That’s what we bring –
technology is cheapening the production process, but we still add
value through our skills.
Punk 1: Well, the value we add gets
less all the time, I reckon I’m better off collecting the rent.
Right, next fag.
Punk 1 stands up, on his shirt is sewn a
badge with a picture of Karl Marx, over his heart. He pulls on his
studded leather jacket, and goes out for a smoke.
Smeet (to
himself): Well, that’s punk for you, rebellion within capitalism –
non-conformity can be highly profitable. Reckon I’ll go home and
write all this down – a little morality play full of symbolic
resonances and the like.
Pik Smeet
A
postscript to the article is the following discussion of its content
at the recent Autumn Delegate Meeting of the SPGB,
and the response by the writer on the Spintcom discussion
list:
"Another
example of an article was 'Crassness'. Report of dialogue between
punks. Apart from anyone else it's boring. (May 2009 Socialist
Standard). Makes a lot of assumptions. Moral is the punks are all
stupid because they don't understand the Socialist case."
1)
It was a genuine report of a real conversation, that I thought
illustrated some of the failings of punk rebellion, viz.,
2)
It in no way implies stupidity on their part - far from it, it
implies that they know how to get on under capitalism, and make a
quid or two. I can't see how the implication of stupidity can be read
into it, because the text makes no mention of the socialist case, at
most the irony of the faux-rebel, who's just spent ten minutes
talking about collecting rent, living off prostitution and and
pornography, wearing a Karl Marx badge, is mentioned.
3)
The point was that the rebellion of punk is in no way
anti-capitalist, but in fact ultra capitalist, in that being prepared
to go into ways of earning money considered outside "normal"
mores they are able to make a fine living.
4) It touched
on how even the porn industry is subject to the cheapening of the
means of production, and the cold hearted business case at the bottom
of the industry.
5)The moral, if there was one, was that
punk is rebellion within capitalism, and not a rejection of it.
I'm
sorry that [the comrade] it boring, but it was only meant as a light
piece, and was submitted with my expressions that I thought it only
had an outside chance of seeing print. I should add, though, that
boring was part of the point - here were two people in full punk
regalier, and large swathes of their conversation - about collecting
rent, retail opportunities, etc. could have been heard from any golf
club bar room bore in slacks and loafers. That was my chief
inspiration to write it down as soon as I ear wigged it.
That
said, further incidents in the same pub, which I've blogged about
else place, did lead me to thinking about submitting for a regular
column of such stories entitled
"As
soon as this pub closes"…
Pik Smeet
https://socialiststandardmyspace.blogspot.com/2009/10/crassness.html