/Giap/digest #4 - From Multiple Names to Wu Ming - 21 January 2001

A four page feature from "Pulp libri" #29 [Italian bi-monthly review of books], January-February 2001:

From Multiple Names to Wu Ming

by Antonio Caronia

As many readers know, Wu Ming is the collective name adopted by four Bologna-based promoters of the Luther Blissett Project (precisely the four authors of Q) after the seppuku, the samurai-styled ritual suicide by which they quit the "Luther Blissett" multiple name in December '99. The fifth member is Riccardo Pedrini, former punk rock musician and martial arts teacher, as well as author of the blood-chilling novel Libera Baku Ora [Free Baku Now!] (Derive Approdi, January 2000). The latter book was rare evidence that Italians have no genetic taint and can write intelligent science-fiction even ignoring the legacy of Calvino and Primo Levi.
    Wu Ming (chinese for "No name") is an artisan factory of literature and culture. In less than one year of activities, they have created a website (http://www.wumingfoundation.com) and an electronic newsletter (/Giap/), published a novel (Asce di guerra [Axes of War]) and made a short novel freely available on their website (Pantegane e sangue [Rats and Blood]). In the next twelve months they'll probably publish their third novel, 54. Given that Wu Ming, as individuals, do a plenty of other things - from the participation in the anti-globalization movements to the practice of Thai boxing - this confirms a common saying about post-Fordism: people are working much more than they did under Fordism. Of course they work in a quite different way: in the past decades - the Sixties, the Seventies etc. - Wu Ming would've run the risk of becoming (I do not mean to offend anyone) editors or advisors for some big publishing house. Nowadays, they don't need to renounce their autonomy, nor are they forced to fence themselves in an "underground" milieu which is too pleased with marginality.
    Is this a "surrender" to the cultural industry, as some short-sighted and envious people shout from the rooftops? If it is so, then it's a very strange surrender. Asce di guerra, their first novel with the new alias, doesn't give up the intransigent anti-capitalism and the comptent for the official Left that characterized Luther Blissett in the Nineties. Wu Ming have excavated stories from the Resistance and the early post-war years, uncovering the rage against the stalinist/catholic compromise which allowed the fascist personnel to return to their positions. In the process, Wu Ming have demolished the traditional "nice-ist" imagery of the Resistance handed down by the reformist Left. They've done it by teaming up with Vitaliano Ravagli, the boy from Imola who was too young to fight with the Partisans, got sick of the post-war restoration and went to "kill fascists" in Indochina, joining the Lao guerrilla fighters. Ravagli is both the co-author and a character in the book.
[Ravagli and Wu Ming] didn't want to propagandize a creed, nor did they aim at teasing the "armchair radicals":  they just gave a voice to the "figures from the background", those who were excluded from "History" and had to fight their way out of silence, bet their life in the social war, all the while remaining faithful to themselves.
    In order to debunk some distortions (including Luther Blissett's supposed "Situationism") and get a better understanding of this book and Wu Ming's work in general, we asked them a few questions.

    Q ended by acknowledging that "No plan can anticipate everything. Time will not cease dispensing victories and defeats to those who keep on fighting." The new novel starts by saying: "Stories are axes of war that we must unbury." Do you mean that the past and the future have no immanent rationality? Are they nothing other than sceneries, open to any individual or collective will and intervention?

    Some charged Q with being fuelled by conspiracy paranoia. Quite the contrary, it is a dissertation on the reactionary nature of conspiracy theories confirming themselves ad nauseam. The character called Q believes that "there is nothing new under the sun" out of the Church, that is why he's named after Qohelet [Ecclesiastes], a book of the Old Testament, of which this is the traditional interpretation, now questioned by many scholars. Little by little Q's faith vacillates, the novel is the chronicle of its disenchantment, the desertion of the best agent on the last mile. If you like novels "in cipher", Q's key is not in the epilogue, it is in the last letter to Carafa, the one which Q fails to send. The final sentence of the novel ("Let the action continue without any plan") is only a sigh of relief, and we plagiarised it  from (i.e. it was a tribute to) Don De Lillo's White Noise.
    As to Asce di guerra, we object to the notion of the past as a mausoleum we ought to garrison, or a memorial tablet we ought to polish and embellish with plastic flowers. We are not interested in the "immanent rationality" of an era, we want to know how a community in struggle can make use of certain stories, we want to explore the link between the reasons of the past and the present, between yesterday's junk food and today's indigestion. When one looks at the "immanent rationality" of the past, s/he takes the risk of justifying any position and choice in the name of the "spirit of the times". That way, we'd end up blurring any distinction between the Partisans and the [fascist] Black Shirts.
 

    Unlike Luther Blissett, Wu Ming is not a multiple name which anybody can adopt. Moreover, your first names and surnames are not secret. You have already explained that, and you're probably bored with repeating things, but... could you explain one more time why you've changed tactics since 1995?

    Since the beginning, our adhesion to the Luther Blissett Project was based on a Soviet-styled Five Year Plan. Five years were enough to achieve what we had in mind without getting bored and repetitive. Things went better than in the USSR: there a factory would produce only left shoes, we produced Q. It was a great hold-up, we reached the vault of popular culture and left the self-referential shallows of "alternative culture". At the end of the Plan, it was normal to give up the multiple name, become an enterprise and let the LB martial art evolve into further different styles. Anyway, Wu Ming keeps many features from the previous project: the anti-copyright stance, opacity towards the media,  the work more important than its author etc.
 

    The classic studies on the cultural industry (Adorno & Horkheimer, Edgar Morin.) are all out of date, as is Marx's distinction between productive and unproductive work. What is the relationship between the descriptions of mental labor as directly *social* and your call to artists (or "brainworkers", as you call them, or even "cognitarians", which is Bifo's definition) to exploit the form of "autonomous political enterprises"?
 

    As we wrote in our "Declaration of Intents",  "the Intellectual" as a figure separated from the whole of production has long passed away. Information is the most important productive force. The "cultural industry" has a symbiotic relationship with the entire galaxy of commodities and services. The saying "All is multimedia" is already pleonastic. Telling stories is just one of the many aspects of mental labor, of a greater social co-operation integrating software programming, industrial design, journalism, music, intelligence activities, social services, gender politics etc. Mental labor is completely within the networks of enterprise and production, indeed, it is their main driving force. We must build up our companies, go beyond free-lancing, in order to acquire more strength, get control on the production process and the results of our creative labor. However, we must set up political enterprises, because we are past "engagement" as a choice which "those who create" might as well make. "Creative workers" are left with no choice, they simply *cannot avoid intervention*. To write is part of production, to narrate is politics. At last, we make a bet on the self-valorization of mental labour, i.e. on our own entrepreneurial ability. One ought to avoid begging public funds or establishing subordinate partnerships with bureaucrats of any level. We aim at relationships on a parity basis, that's why the political enterprise must also be autonomous.
 

    Since the days of Luther Blissett people admire (or despise) you because you're able to occupy the media landscape. According to the detractors, you have re-invigorated the spectacle you claim to be fighting. At the end of Asce di guerra you cited a disconsolate comment by [Immanuel] Wallerstein, that "every form of antisystemic movement" was "entirely produced by historical capitalism". How can we sort it out?

    Wallerstein is not a pessimist, he thinks that historical capitalism is an immanent system, doomed to end as all the previous historical societies. In the very piece we cited he explains: "Any weakness of the system in a direction has strengthened it in another direction, but not necessarily on the same level! That is the question". As to "the spectacle", we think it is a meaningless pseudo-concept, it was simply the solution Guy Debord found for any crossword puzzle clue he put in his most famous text, e.g. "Laudatory monologue of the existing order" - solution: "spectacle". "capital to such a degree of accumulation that it becomes an image" - solution: "spectacle". Come on, do you really deem it is an useful category? As far as we know, to fetishize it has only caused inaction, frustratrion and grudge. We never "fought the spectacle", we are not scribblers showing off the maximum of formal radicality and who gives a fuck if nobody understands. We have no paranoic feelings about "recuperation", we want to take part to actual social conflicts, communicate with as many people as possible and aim at concrete achievements. As to our ability to occupy the media landscape, we always did it by promoting virtual characters that were the product of real social relations.
 

    You stated: "Any opening line by Dashiell Hammett is better than James Joyce's complete works". I think that Joyce deserves more than that, after all he told "stories" as well, even if in an experimental way. Besides my personal opinion, you  demand and produce "epic" fiction based on a dense plot and a radical content. Aren't you running the risk of updating so-called "socialist realism"? Do you think you can avoid that?

    That statement kept our mailboxes impenetrable by minimalist short stories, autobiographical works by people whose lives are of no interest, and neo-gothic novellas crammed with useless obsolete terms. Having said this, no way we get close to Zdanov, that was not mythopoesis, it was mytho-paresis, he used to paralyze imagination by imposing a language that removed experience.     On the contrary, we want to keep the action an inch from the reader's nose, we want them to dive into a pond of blood and shit. "The character is the action, the action is the character". Certainly we're closer to Francis Scott Fitzgerald than we are to Kim Il Sung.
    Asce di guerra is a peculiar operation, we mixed memoirs and non-fiction novel with an anti-oleographic point of view which surpasses the antithesis orthodoxy/heterodoxy. This is re-visionism in the original meaning, "to see again", with new eyes. Our next novel 54 will be a crazy spy story. The stories take place inside Cary Grant's brain during Lucky Luciano's neapolitan exile. There are several sub-plots, and characters from other novels (e.g. the Rififi French series). The McGuffin is a TV set which nobody can repair. Could this be "socialist realism"? As to Wuming Wu [Riccardo Pedrini], his second novel Havana Glam will be a good example of "socialist surrealism", or "socialist magic realism".
    As to dense plots: to tell (and listen to) stories has been a basic need among the humans of all ages. Any community needs stories and myths to live by. Our literary references are of very wide range: Emilio Salgari and James Ellroy, Cormac McCarthy and Latin-American adventure novels. We are too devoted to Benjamin Peret to appreciate Ilya Ehrenburg.