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AUSTRIA, ARTISTIC HYPOCRISY, AND THE NOBEL
PRIZE
By Todd Buell
“Who?” I wondered aloud when I heard the news that an Austrian named
Elfriede Jelinek had won the Nobel Prize for literature. In four years of
university German study, I had never read any of her works and, even
throughout a year of living here in Austria, I had neither noticed her books in
bookstores nor seen her interviewed on television. However, once news
outlets reported the Nobel committee’s decision, her obscurity to me ended.
In learning more of both her works and, more saliently, her politics I see
that she is a member of the club of writers and artists who espouse
Communism. Though I understand why artists take up the banner of Marx—it is
a tempting alternative from perhaps bland or conformist bourgeois life—the
true record of communistic oppression against artists should dissuade
contemporary artists from doing so.
To say that Jelinek was unknown in her own country prior to her receiving
the prize would be false. Even if one is not a member of the Austrian
literati, one would likely be familiar with both the graphic nature of
Jelinek’s work and her unabashed criticism of the infamous “black/blue”
coalition that came to power here in February of 2000 (after the far-right
Austrian Freedom Party was invited into the coalition, Jelinek refused to
allow her plays to be performed in Austria, and the EU placed economic
sanctions on Austria for a brief time).
Her lurid style is extraordinary even in this culture where topless women
are par for the course on TV during most hours of the day. A teaching
colleague of mine said that his daughter had to read one of Jelinek’s works
when she was in high school. He explained that the gore and sordid sexual
descriptions disturbed her. He soon thereafter read excerpts from the work
and shared his daughter’s reaction.
Yet it is not Jelinek’s use of raunchy words or salacious presentation that
bothers me. (How could it? I haven’t read any of her work.) However, what
does disturb me are her politics. Jelinek is a self-proclaimed member of
Austria’s Communist party.
I am not certain what Jelinek’s prime objections were to the ascension of
the Freedom Party to the coalition. Judging by other criticisms at that
time, she likely viewed the party to be fascistic, neo-nazi, and repressive.
Her likely views were not without just cause. It is undeniable that Jorg
Haider, the
party’s then chairman—and current governor of my province (Carinthia)—both stated an admiration for Hitler’s “employment policies” and
advocated a reactionary anti-immigrant citizen referendum in the early
1990s, which failed to pass.
However, with what does she wish to replace these repressive politics?
Communism (i.e., more repression)? Jelinek is, of course, not alone in the
world of Künstler, Dichter, actors, and other literati in
being generally sympathetic to the beliefs of Marx and Engels. Jean-Paul
Sartre and Michel Foucault immediately come to mind as intellectual
communists, albeit peerless thinkers. As another teaching colleague of mine
noted, there is something “intellectual” about left-wing politics.
This statement on its own makes sense. Writers, artists, musicians, and
actors tend to eschew the materialistic values that one often associates
with at least “fiscal” right-wing politics. Art has never been a lucrative
profession; in the aristocratic era one had to please a noble person to be
successful, and in today’s democratic era, one must find work with an
artistic body that private funds can keep solvent.
Also, looking at the “social” side of right-wing politics in both the US and
Europe, there is a clear element of repression and control inherent in these
politics that most artists find repellent. In the United States, it is the
“social conservatives” who are the most indignant when Janet Jackson’s bra
proverbially falls off. The avant-garde or modern is often scorned, and the
sexually explicit is sanctioned harshly. Who can forget John Ashcroft’s
insistence that the bare breasts of statues be covered during press
conferences at the Justice Department?
In Europe, one need only think of the Berufsverbot (profession
banishments)—or worse—that the Nazis placed on artists and academics who
would not conform. (A moving cinematographic representation of such a story
is the 1982 German film Die Weise Rose [The White Rose], which
chronicles the resistance and later execution of Prof. Huber and the Scholl
siblings in 1943. There are now streets in honor of them near Leopold Maximillian University in Munich.) One could possibly argue that even today,
the attempts of Russia’s President Vladimir Putin and Italy’s Prime Minister
Silvio Berlusconi to influence media is a modern example of right-wing
repression.
However, for every Huber and Scholl, there is a Vaclav Havel or Alexander
Solzhenitsyn—an artist or writer killed or repressed by Communism. It is
hypocritical of Jelinek, or any writer, to support the beliefs of a
political system that has so clearly damaged the freedom of expression that
artists need to flourish. A more responsible way for artists to influence
the political process would be to support political systems or movements
that both respect freedom of expression and encourage a cultural climate
that is beneficial to artistic endeavors. This creed would marginalize
extreme parties on both the left and the right wings of the political
spectrum.
Some could argue that this aforementioned climate is what exists in the US
now and that it is not conducive to art. Our politics are perhaps too
centrist, too geared toward equality, or too focused on finances to be
conducive to great art.
As I think about our supposed bourgeois-cum-capitalistic conformity that
some artists may see in contemporary American, I cannot help but think of
the end of Philip Roth’s novel American Pastoral, which chronicles the
disintegration of a typical American nuclear family in the Vietnam era. At
the end of the novel, where it is clear that the family is no longer
cohesive, the narrator asks, “what could possibly be wrong with the Levins?”
Some readers would probably answer with nothing, or would see nothing wrong
with the ideal of the nuclear family and would blame its disintegration
wholly on the members of the family who did not conform. In the book, it is
the artists, a professor and the anti-war daughter, who rebel against the
conformity. They judge America to be oppressive; it is a state and a system
that chokes their creativity.
This discussion also forces the question: must one, as a reader, agree with
a particular writer’s politics to find his writing appealing? Or put another
way, can one separate a writer’s writing qua writing from her politics? The
first question is in most cases clear: No. We should not cease reading or
listening to the works of Sartre, Foucault, or, for that matter, Martin
Heidegger (who was an unreformed Nazi) and Richard Wagner (who was
virulently anti-Semitic) simply because their politics are repellent. To
discourage the reading of certain writers because these writers have
repressive politics would itself be an act of repression and would obscure
rather than clarify the difference between an admirable liberal worldview
and a contemptible totalitarian worldview.
However, we can answer no to the first question and respond affirmatively to
the second question. As we reflect on, for example, Foucault’s analysis of
prisons or Heidegger’s subjugation of reason in favor of a “struggle” to
fulfil the destiny of a Volk, we must keep in mind the real and historical
consequences and ends of these thoughts. (A thorough exegesis on Foucault
and Heidegger is “out of my pay scale” and beyond the scope of this
article.)
A contemporary example reveals where politics and art could result in a
defensible boycott of a controversial artist’s work: some conservative
friends of mine insist that they will never attend a Michael Moore film in a
theatre because they do not wish to give him any financial support. Though I
do not entirely agree with their specific salvo against Moore, theirs is an
honorable position. For example, is one really obligated to give financial
assistance to someone who is promoting the gulag or the gas chamber? I am
not suggesting that Michael Moore promotes Holocaust denial or the gulags.
My point is simply to illustrate a situation where a person could be
justified in refusing to attend a lecture or artistic offering, especially
when he or she must pay to enter, because the opinion of the artist or
lecturer is so repugnant to the viewer. However, this situation arises
rarely. In my own life, I recall a time where I was almost literally dragged
to a performance of the The Vagina Monologues. I had read that the
play was gruesome, lurid, and anti-man. I went to the show and realized that
though it is certainly for a mature audience, it is not a bad play and
promotes a good cause.
Going back millennia through the Hellenic period, Renaissance, twentieth
century, and today, art and politics have coexisted—sometimes overtly
connected and other times not. Though one can surely appreciate great art
detached from politics, one should not lose sight of an artist’s political
positions, especially when she, like Jelinek, aligns herself politically
with those who would diminish the freedom that she and all artists need to
succeed.

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