Where is a corporation?
It’s easy to see corporations in their physical
assets: skyscrapers, vehicle fleets, cargo ships, big box stores. But these are
the things corporations own, only. If we follow this idea down its rabbit hole,
we will pass these physical edifices; then perhaps make a stop with the legal
department, where all the documents that justify a corporation’s existence
reside, but these are not really the corporation either, just its paper trail;
eventually we will end up with the people creating those documents. Are the
people the corporation? The mail-room workers, the mid-level managers, the
shareholders, the executive officers, the legislators who wrote it into law? No
one of them, we will say, is really a corporation, and neither is the
corporation them. The corporation is not the objects, the documentation, its
employees or its owners. It is nowhere. Except as an idea.
Like many such things – nations,
borders, other institutions – we made them up. Corporations seem to take up
space – when I think of them, they seem like great vague clouds that move
monstrous on the horizon, shifting, half-solid, implacable, elemental in size
and menace, their intentions divined like deities, their true workings inscrutable.
They are Lovecraftian in their immensity, their threat to sanity. I must recognize
however that this is my mental landscape. The corporation is an idea, but
perhaps the worst kind: a thought-virus.
How often we decry the
way corporations are treated as people, given the rights that only individuals
ought to have. Corporations are not people! we scream. And it’s true.
Corporations are not people. They are alive, however. Or half-alive, the way a
virus inhabits that liminal zone between life and non-life.
Like a virus, a corporation
will spread endlessly as long as there is a host. It will infect as many as it
can, in whatever way it can. A corporation has been designed to act in its own
self-interest. It has no morality, or rather its morals are perfectly
narcissistic. Perpetuation of the corporate organism is the only measure of the
good.
In the recent Hobby
Lobby supreme court case, we seem to see an effort by the owners of a
corporation to push their beliefs on others, or if you’re on the other side of
the debate, to live by their morals, in business as otherwise. As Molly Redden pointed out in Mother Jones, however,
Hobby Lobby has invested quite heavily in companies that produce the very
contraceptives to which its owners supposedly object. Laying aside the Green
family’s less-than-logical arguments against family planning, the bald fact that
they profit from it in other spheres would make them highly cynical.
At the risk of not
giving the Greens their due, I must say I think they are not so much cynical as
their corporation is cynical. The corporation is the crystalline example of
cynicism: more than believing in a humanity lacking authenticity and motivated
by self-interest, it perpetuates that situation for its own profit, a kind of
mobius strip of cynicism.
The Greens have been
infected by the thought-virus of the corporation, as have the supreme court
justices. This is what allows them to live with the cognitive dissonance that
must afflict some lonely and unheeded part of themselves. Behind their
ostensible belief that what they are doing is religiously correct lies the
motivation of self-interest, and yet, still further behind, there lies the
self-interest of the corporation. The Affordable Care Act is bad for the
profits of corporations, so corporations are eroding it any way they can. If
that means manipulating religious sentiment, corporations have no moral
compunctions about it.
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If we are surprised by
this, we ought to take a step back and look at the broader context.
Corporations have been violently extracting wealth from nature and its people
ever since they were first created. If modern times, from the colonial era
onwards, can be defined by the profit motive, that places the corporation front
and center. Colonists carried mental as well as physical pathogens to their
new-found, resource-laden lands. From corporations we get the horrors of factory
farming, both animal and plant, too numerous to list, and unconditionally
terrible for all involved, human and non-human. We get pit mining and fracking,
clear cuts and empty seas. The only real beneficiary is the corporation.
At present, questioning
the legal standing of corporations on this or that issue is about as far as we
get. Corporations are not people! They shouldn’t have rights
like free speech or blah blah blah … We howl at the void. The corporations are
not listening. We cannot appeal to them; they are beyond our ken. Try appealing
to a cancer cell.
Likewise, they have
insinuated themselves into every level of our (consumer) culture. We are hard
pressed these days to find some sector of our lives unmediated by a
corporation. This is by design.
We often lay the blame
at the feet of the wealthiest of us, who supposedly run these corporations. It’s
true, they do wield undo influence. A recent study concluded the United States
can no longer be considered a democracy, the imbalance is so extreme. At once,
those who benefit the most from corporate culture are, firstly, just lucky, and
secondly, good at doing what corporations ask of them. They are the ones who
have been the most thoroughly infected. Meanwhile, they broadcast to the rest
of us the supposed benefits of the corporation, the things most people wish they
had: leisure, luxury, influence. They are like the ant ridden with cortyceps fungus, made to climb up a stalk of grass by mind-control, so the fruiting body can burst
from the ant’s head and infect all the others in the region. They are the
Typhoid Marys of the corporation.
~
In one section of the
novel Cloud Atlas, David Mitchell
imagines a future world ruled by a corporate religion. In an admixture of uber-capitalism and mind-twisting
totalitarianism a la North Korea, catechisms are recited promoting
the virtues of consumption and investment, and everyone has a certain quota of their earnings they
are required to spend. People are produced like machines, bought and sold. Surveillance
is ubiquitous. Resistance to said system is brutally suppressed, considered
deeply immoral, and the very idea of questioning doesn't enter most minds. The adherents of corpocracy believe that, contrary to all precedent, this is the only
human system that can last forever.
Though the fictional
world is full of people grown in vats, megacities abutted by uninhabitable wastelands, and other elements of the speculative dystopian
genre, like all good science fiction it holds up a mirror up the present. In
this slightly distorted image we might notice that we are not in a dissimilar position.
Another staple of the
genre is the danger presented by an artificial intelligence, one that only cares
about humans as they relate to its own ends. In The Matrix and Terminator
we see insectile consciousnesses calculating how best to turn humans into
batteries or manipulate them to their will or simply sweep them out of the way.
We may, however, already be living in that future, without recognizing it.
Corporations have almost unbounded influence the world over. They are
ubiquitous, they exist in us and nowhere at once, they are supremely
self-interested. It is an ugly irony that they must have profited so greatly
from the above films without most of us seeing the connection.
To compound our problem, thought-viruses are not as
easily eradicated as physical pathogens. You would have trouble convincing anyone
that small pox is good for them. Argue that we ought to inoculate ourselves against
contracting a corporation, though, and see how hard your opponents fight for
their dearly-held beliefs. Sometimes the arguments take the form of dismissive
head-shaking, as they wearily describe doing away with corporations as a
simple-minded fantasy, and that all the costs associated with corpocracy are
just what it takes to do business. But we have to call out the lie. We have to
say that a head-long rush toward ecocide is not ‘just business’ – it is the result of diseased thinking.
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