Life, Inc: Tripping the Corporatism Fantastic with Douglas Rushkoff

Spoiler alert for the last few folks who take Alan Greenspan seriously — don’t read chapter two of Douglas Rushkoff’s new book Life, Inc. The scene where Greenspan addresses attendees of the 2008 Wealth Expo in New York City via satellite is pure twisted comedy. The Expo, a yearly wing ding of wishful thinking and pyramid scheming organized by NYC’s Learning Annex, was held at the Jacob Javits Center. Despite the housing bubble’s demise real estate was being served. Speakers who appeared in the flesh included Than Merrill of A&E’s Flip This House and Donald Trump. Also on hand: busty babes in tight tank tops doing a “money dance” to a song with the refrain “Oh Oh I want a pie in the sky!”

The lyrics weren’t a satirical dig at the audience’s aspirations, they were meant to be inspirational.

Many in the audience had lost investment properties and homes to foreclosure, but hoped to get back on the horse. In order to learn the secrets of sky pie they over-extended their credit yet again to buy pricey “wealth system” info packs peddled by financial gurus such as Than Merrill and Barron’s. Hey — no risk involved. The packs could be profitably flipped to other wealth seekers who didn’t attend the Expo and had missed out on the special Expo-only prices. Attendees also got to chow down at a special auction of distressed and/or foreclosed real estate. Held in a windowless room so as to lock out distraction. From his place in space former Fed head Alan Greenspan answered tough economic questions put to him by a soap opera star. Real estate was “unquestionably” one of the best investments “over the long run.” Even if we are going through a “testing period.” Greenspan also suggested — albeit with a laugh — that the audience invest in his book, The Age of Turbulence.

When reading the account of the Expo I had to putLife, Inc. down and check the cover. Had Random House sent me an advance copy of the wrong book? Was this Bonfire of the Vanities Redux? Or had Mark Twain or Jim Thompson risen from the dead to re-skewer American grift? Nope. There was the short sweet titleLife, Inc. Followed by –

How the World Became a Corporation and How To Take It Back

Life, Inc. contains many passages that can be appreciated as black comedy (see the section on The Secret, the best selling self-help system that raises solipsism to new heights) but it’s not all fun and games.Life, Inc. is a relatively small book (244 pages in advance copy) on a very large topic: how and why we’ve devolved into consumers, rather than citizens, in a society dominated by what Rushkoff calls “corporatism.” In the process becoming divorced from ourselves and others, internalizing corporate values and applying them to our relationships and communities. Seeing life through shareholder eyes.

The introduction toLife, Inc. opens with an anecdote by Douglas Rushkoff about being mugged at gunpoint several years ago in the Brooklyn neighborhood of Park Slope. Thinking to alert his neighbors Rushkoff posted news of the mugging on a local Internet list. Instead of receiving thanks for the heads-up, he got angry missives about naming the street where the mugging took place and the potential impact on property values. Those who responded angrily weren’t real estate suits. As Rushkoff puts it, he posted the warning to a “crunchy Internet community of Moms, food co-op members, and other lefty types dedicated to . . . their decidedly progressive, gentrifying neighborhood.”

The mentality described in Rushkoff’s intro is oh so familiar. In my years of city living I often saw gentrifiers sweep crime under the rug. Pressuring local papers to drop police blotter and court docket coverage, leave out street names in crime reportage, and not run crime stories on Sunday. (Aka real estate section day.) By censoring crime info they endangered their neighbors, lured naive buyers into war zones, and helped keep incompetent and/or corrupt pols and cops on the job. Concern for property values trumped concern for public safety as well as the long term benefit of reducing crime by facing it squarely. Which is why I don’t believe home ownership inevitably brings stability to urban neighborhoods. (Another reason is the seemingly intractable prevalence of taxpayer-supported mortgage fraud.) The model for this theory of home ownership predates the era of unreal real estate.

Much has been written about the housing bubble and Wall Street and Washington’s role in pumping it. But few have nailed how abstract and fantastical the housing market, mortgage lending, and mortgage-derived investment became as vividly as Rushkoff does in the chapter ofLife, Inc. titled The Ownership Society: Real Estate and the Disconnect from Home. The depiction of the chimeric daze when home sweet home morphed into mind money evokes Kubla Khan: “It was a miracle of rare device/A sunny pleasure dome with caves of ice.”


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At times, Rushkoff strikes notes reminiscent of social critics such as Christopher Lasch and James Howard Kunstler. Like Lasch, Ruskoff perceives the corrosive effect of consumer society solipsism on community. The Kunstler resonances are less effective. Like Kunstler, Rushkoff socially stereotypes suburbia as a desolate landscape of isolated family units, with each member alienated from the other, locked in gas guzzling SUVs, shuttling endlessly between sterile McMansions and soul crushing mega malls. The falseness of the cliché undercuts Rushkoff’s credibility when he argues that suburban form follows corporate function. He also has a tendency to make sweeping generalizations, ascribing conscious, almost one-mind intent to negative events generated by huge numbers of people acting independently.Life, Inc., which at heart is a critique of dehumanization, too often dehumanizes. Depicting people as Gumbys trapped in a corporate imposed consciousness we may be incapable of recognizing from within. However, Rushkoff has managed to recognize it. When he writes “we” he means “thee.”

That being said,Life, Inc. is a visionary work powered by moral passion and resting on solid historical research. The sections delineating how corporations came to exist and develop a hand in glove relationship with political power are particularly illuminating as our here-and-now government slouches toward oligarchy. AndLife, Inc. is not just a jeremiad; Rushkoff has a plan. Put on the new man — and woman. Think local, trade local. Eat food produced locally. Maybe even establish a local currency. Gouge out your shareholder eyes (figuratively speaking) and get down with your real community self. Stop looking for succor from politicians and big business. Grants be damned! Support your local artist.

Incidentally, do I believe the premise that corporatism has worked a fundamental change on our very being? Nope. But then, I’m a Catholic who believes in fallen nature. I figure the devil is always up to date and from age to age works with whatever we give him.

Carola Von Hoffmannstahl-Solomonoff
Mondo QT

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4 Comments → “Life, Inc: Tripping the Corporatism Fantastic with Douglas Rushkoff”


  1. Bob

    Sep 05, 2009

    Well Carola von Something, I’ll comment just to say hi. Long time no see.
    I probably won’t read the book though. I’ve stopped reading books that make me mad or make me say “That’s right!”.

    Now when I read(which isn’t very often anymore), I’m going for entertainment like a Louis L’Amour or a Far Side Collection, or a book that is like a life altering experience. Something that makes me say “Wow! I never thought of that! What an interesting way of looking at things! Is this true? So that’s why that happened! It all makes sense now!”

    Or sometimes I read a book that explains to me how to take something apart and fix it. There’s something to be said for a book like that when it’s well written and has lots of pictures.

    I like your comment about believing in our fallen nature. I think I have something to say about that but I have to think about it and get it clear in my head. Might never happen.
    Nice to see some activity on this site again.

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  2. Carola Von H.

    Sep 07, 2009

    Hi Bob. I’ve always liked Far Side. I generally read a fairly equal amount of fiction and non-fiction. I love the old pulp stars (Lovecraft, Robert Howard, etc.) and paperback tough guys of the 50’s. When it comes to life altering I find Chesterton a sure bet. And Solzhenitsyn never loses his oomph. When in the mood for “fix it”, I read cookbooks. The kind that rely heavily on bacon and butter.

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  3. Bob

    Sep 08, 2009

    Robert Howard? You mean Robert E. Howard? The creator of Conan of Cimmeria?
    I used to subscribe to The Savage Sword of Conan magazine years ago, the best ones had the Ernie Chan artwork, still have them all somewhere. I read all of the novels. My daughter found the novels and started reading them not too long ago. I’ve always been a Conan fan. Couldn’t really get in to Howard’s other characters, but Conan sort of clicked with me.
    Arnold’s movies didn’t do the character justice.

    Cooking with bacon. I have a cast iron pan on the stove for bacon and eggs in the morning. Fry the eggs over easy in the grease with a chopped up chipotle pepper. I figure if it doesn’t kill me, it will make me stronger. Then I put a lid over the pan and save all that grease for the next day. Three or four days of that and then I switch to something else for breakfast.
    I knew an oldtimer who ate like that every day, always had a chew in his lip, smoked cheap, fat cigars and drank all the Lambs Navy rum he could get his hands on. He was almost 100 when he died. Healthy living isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

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  4. Carola Von H.

    Sep 09, 2009

    Yup, I do mean the “Conan” man. Though I’m a bigger fan of his horror stories. Stellar example: “Pigeons From Hell”. As for cast iron, I’m a believer. I have several venerable skillets. Just used one last night. If fried foods are banned, they’ll have to pry my skillet from my cold dead hand…

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