Random Non-sense

Let us begin with one clear image: humanity sprawling across the globe, technological networks glittering like synapses under a vast fMRI scan, fiber-optic cables as axons, smartphones as dendritic tips, missiles as bursts of neurotransmitters, the stock exchange as a convulsive epileptic fit. This is not merely a metaphor. If Lacan’s dictum that “the unconscious is structured like a language” still holds, then the global mind—the planetary nervous system—must be grasped precisely as a split linguistic apparatus, riddled with gaps, repression, disavowal, and symptomatic eruptions. What if this collective brain is already psychotic? That is, what if the world-mind we inhabit is not a smoothly integrated consciousness, but a fractured subject whose “I” is split between the hallucination of a benevolent ego (the “international community,” as Washington PR departments name it) and the eruptive return of its repressed (Houthis with homemade drones, hackers in St. Petersburg basements, s...