/lit/ - Literature

How about you fags stop jerking off in yet another Chapo Trap House thread and talk about some REAL shit.
>Camatte: The Wandering of Humanity
>1. Despotism of Capital
>The disintegration of consciousness which can be seen in manifestations like the women's liberation movement, the gay liberation movement and anti-psychiatry (which are only possible after the work of Freud, Reich, and the feminist movement at the beginning of this century) is not part of the simultaneous emergence of revolutionary consciousness, but only reflects the end of bourgeois society based on value, on a fixed standard which affected all levels of human life. The disintegration began when the general equivalent conflicted with circulation. If the former general equivalent gave way, it was lost. The State had to force all subjects to respect a normalcy based on a standard which established the values of society. The law of value imprisoned human beings, forcing them into stereotypes, into fixed modes of being. The highest development of morality appeared in Kant's categorical imperative. By engulfing the general equivalent, by becoming its own representation, capital removed the prohibitions and rigid schemas. At that point human beings are fixed to its movement, which can take off from the normal or abnormal, moral or immoral human being.
>The finite, limited human being, the individual of bourgeois society, is disappearing. People are passionately calling for the liberated human being, a being who is at once a social being and a Gemeinwesen. But at present it is capital that is recomposing man, giving him form and matter; communal being comes in the form of collective worker, individuality in the form of consumer of capital. Since capital is indefinite it allows the human being to have access to a state beyond the finite in an infinite becoming of appropriation which is never realized, renewing at every instant the illusion of total blossoming.

I fucked my friend's ex last night, like the weak willed sham of a man I am.
I knew the consequences, 5 years of cultivated friendship down the drain, only for me to have my hands on some vapid lilith's ass cheeks and fulfill my animaliatic urges for one night.
And the worst part is, I was just a tool for this woman to get back at my friend. I even recognized it from the very beginning.
And I had multiple opportunities to refuse her attempts.
Yet I didn't and here I am, filled with shame and disgust at my own being.
And to see my friend not angry, no, but pitying my state. Even that is not a punishment enough for me.
If he had punched me in the gut, cut ties with me for my egoistic actions, I would've gotten past my fragile ego.
Yet what I have in front of me is a man pitying me for my lack of self-control.
Truly a worthy punishment. And yet it's not, it doesn't stroke my ego, but his.