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Subjective truth is opposed to factual truth similar to the opposition between hysteria and obsessional neurosis: the first is a truth in the guise of a lie, and the second a lie in the guise of truth
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(Still from Visconti’s Death in Venice, 1971)
The so-called liar’s paradox—statements like “everything I am saying is false”—has been endlessly debated from Ancient Greece and India to twentieth-century philosophy. The problem is that if this statement is true, then it is false (everything I say is not false), and vice versa. Instead of getting lost in the endless network of arguments and counter-arguments, I will turn to Jacques Lacan, who offers a unique solution by distinguishing between the enunciated content of an enunciation and the subjective stance implied by this enunciation: between the content of what you are saying and the subjective stance implied or delivered by what you are saying. The moment we introduce this distinction, we immediately see that a statement like “everything I say is false” can itself be true or false. “I am always lying” can correctly render the subjective experience of my entire existence as inauthentic, as a fake. However, the opposite also holds: the statement “I know I am a piece of shit” can, in itself, be literally true but false at the level of the subjective stance it pretends to render—it implies that, by saying it, I somehow demonstrate that I am NOT fully “a piece of shit,” that I am honest about myself… Our reply to this should be a paraphrase of the well-known Groucho Marx saying: “You act like a piece of shit and admit that you are a piece of shit, but this will not deceive us—you are a piece of shit!”
Why lose time with such endlessly debated paradoxes? Because in our “post-truth” era of rightist populism, the practice of relying on this paradox has reached its extreme: today’s political discourse cannot be understood without the distinction between enunciated and enunciation. Let’s jump in medias res. After Trump was re-elected in 2024, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (who retained her seat in Congress) publicly appealed to those of her voters who also voted for Trump to explain why they made such a strange and inconsistent choice. She discovered the predominant reason was that, against the manipulative calculation of Kamala Harris and other Democrats, she and Trump both appeared more sincere. This is also why, when Trump is caught in inconsistencies or outright lying, such disclosures only help him: his partisans take even his lies as proof that he acts like a normal human being who does not just rely on his expert advisers but bluntly speaks his mind. In our terms, the very inconsistencies and lies in the enunciated content of Trump’s statements function as a sign that, at the level of enunciation, Trump speaks as an authentic and sincere human being—a proof of how the implied position of enunciation can also be a fake.
Subjective truth is opposed to factual truth in a way similar to the opposition between hysteria and obsessional neurosis: the first is a truth in the guise of a lie, and the second a lie in the guise of truth. Today, populism and PC (the liberal-leftist political correctness) practice the two complementary forms of lying which follow the distinction between hysteria and obsessional neurosis: a hysteric tells the truth in the guise of a lie (what is said is literally not true, but the lie expresses in a false form an authentic complaint), while what an obsessional neurotic claims is literally true, but it is a truth which serves a lie. Populists and PC liberals resort to both strategies.
First, they both resort to factual lies when these lies serve what populists perceive as the higher Truth of their Cause. Religious fundamentalists advocate “lying for Jesus”—say, in order to prevent the “horrible crime” of abortion, one is allowed to propagate false scientific “truths” about the lives of fetuses and the medical dangers of abortion; in order to support breastfeeding, one is allowed to present as scientific fact that abstention from breastfeeding causes breast cancer, etc. Common anti-immigrant populists shamelessly circulate unverified stories about rapes and other crimes by refugees in order to give credibility to their “insight” that refugees pose a threat to our way of life. All too often, PC liberals proceed in a similar way: they pass over actual differences in the “ways of life” between refugees and Europeans in silence, since mentioning them may be seen to promote Eurocentrism. Recall the case of Rotherham in the UK where, a decade or so ago, police discovered that a gang of Pakistani youths was systematically raping over a thousand poor white young girls—the data were ignored or downplayed in order not to trigger Islamophobia…
The opposite strategy—that of lying in the guise of truth—is also widely practiced on both poles. If anti-immigrant populists not only propagate factual lies but also cunningly use bits of factual truth to add the aura of veracity to their racist lie, PC partisans also practice this lying with truth: in its fight against racism and sexism, it mostly quotes crucial facts, but it often gives them a wrong twist. The populist protest displaces onto the external enemy the authentic frustration and sense of loss, while the PC Left uses its true points (detecting sexism and racism in language, etc.) to reassert its moral superiority and thus prevent true social-economic change.
The supreme irony here is that the populist Right practices historicist relativism much more brutally than the Left, although they condemn it in their theory (if their self-justification deserves that word). However, the correct stance is not simply to stick to factual truth: in some sense, there ARE “alternate facts”—not, of course, in the sense that the Holocaust did or did not happen. (Incidentally, all Holocaust revisionists I know of, from David Irving on, argue in a strictly empirical way of verifying data—none of them evokes postmodern relativism!) “Data” constitute a vast and impenetrable domain, and we always approach them from what hermeneutics calls a certain horizon of understanding, privileging some data and omitting others. All our histories are precisely that—stories, combinations of (selected) data into consistent narratives, not photographic reproductions of reality. For example, an anti-Semitic historian could easily write an overview of the role of Jews in the social life of Germany in the 1920s, pointing out how entire professions (lawyers, journalists, art) were numerically dominated by Jews—all (probably more or less) true, but clearly in the service of a lie. The most efficient lies are lies with truth, lies that reproduce only factual data.
Take the history of a country: one can tell it from the political standpoint (focusing on the vagaries of political power), or one can focus on economic development, ideological struggles, popular misery, and protest. Each of these approaches could be factually accurate, but they are not “true” in the same emphatic sense. There is nothing “relativist” in the fact that human history is always told from a certain standpoint, sustained by certain ideological interests. The difficult thing is to show how some of these interested standpoints are not ultimately all equally true—some are more “truthful” than others. For example, if one tells the story of Nazi Germany from the standpoint of the suffering of those oppressed by it, i.e., if we are led in our telling by an interest in universal human emancipation, this is not just a matter of a different subjective standpoint: such a retelling of history is also immanently “more true,” since it describes more adequately the dynamics of the social totality that gave birth to Nazism. All “subjective interests” are not the same—not only because some are ethically preferable to others, but because “subjective interests” do not stand outside social totality; they are themselves moments of social totality, formed by active (or passive) participants in social processes. That’s why there is no “neutral” or “objective” report on the Middle East war or on the Russian aggression against Ukraine: one can tell the truth about it only from the engaged standpoint of a victim.
The title of Habermas’s early masterpiece, Knowledge and Human Interests, is perhaps more relevant today than ever.
To further elaborate on this dimension, we should mobilize another notion that plays a crucial role in today’s analysis of ideology: the notion of interpassivity, introduced by Robert Pfaller. Interpassivity is the opposite of Hegel’s notion of List der Vernunft (the cunning of Reason), where I am active through the other: I can remain passive, sitting comfortably in the background, while the Other does it for me. Instead of hitting the metal with a hammer, the machine can do it for me; instead of turning the mill myself, water can do it: I achieve my goal by interposing another natural object between myself and the object on which I work. The same can happen at the interpersonal level: instead of directly attacking my enemy, I instigate a fight between him and another person, so that I can comfortably observe the two of them destroying each other. In the case of interpassivity, on the contrary, I am passive through the other: I concede to the other the passive aspect (enjoying) of my experience, while I can remain actively engaged (I can continue to work in the evening while the VCR passively enjoys for me; I can make financial arrangements for the deceased's fortune while the weepers mourn for me).
This brings us to the notion of false activity: people not only act in order to change something, they can also act in order to prevent something from happening, so that nothing will change. Therein resides the typical strategy of the obsessional neurotic: he is frantically active in order to prevent the real thing from happening. Say, in a group situation in which some tension threatens to explode, the obsessional talks all the time in order to prevent the awkward moment of silence that would compel the participants to openly confront the underlying tension. In psychoanalytic treatment, obsessional neurotics talk constantly, overflowing the analyst with anecdotes, dreams, and insights: their incessant activity is sustained by the underlying fear that if they stop talking for a moment, the analyst will ask them the question that truly matters—in other words, they talk in order to keep the analyst immobile. Even in much of today’s progressive politics, the danger is not passivity, but pseudo-activity—the urge to be active and to participate. People intervene all the time, attempting to “do something”; academics participate in meaningless debates. The truly difficult thing is to step back and to withdraw from it.
Those in power often prefer even critical participation to silence—just to engage us in dialogue, to make sure that our ominous passivity is broken. The endless emphasis on the necessity to act, to do something, betrays the subjective stance of not doing anything. The more we talk about the impending ecological catastrophe, the less we are ready to do. Against such an interpassive mode, in which we are active all the time to make sure that nothing will really change, the first truly critical step is to withdraw into passivity and refuse to participate. This first step clears the ground for true activity, for an act that will effectively change the coordinates of the constellation.
Things get even more complex with the process of apologizing: if I hurt someone with a rude remark, the proper thing for me to do is to offer a sincere apology, and the proper thing for him to do is to say something like, “Thanks, I appreciate it, but I wasn’t offended; I knew you didn’t mean it, so you really owe me no apology!” The point is, of course, that although the final result is that no apology is needed, one has to go through the entire process of offering it: “You owe me no apology” can only be said after I do offer an apology, so that, although formally “nothing happens”—the offer of apology is proclaimed unnecessary—there is a gain at the end of the process (perhaps even the friendship is saved). An apology succeeds precisely through being proclaimed superfluous. A similar strategy is at work in apologizing where a quick admission can serve as an excuse to avoid a real apology (“I said I’m sorry, so shut up and stop annoying me!”).
The Chinese Communist Party (among many other political agents) provided a similar model of manipulating the gap between enunciated and enunciation. The Chinese had learned the lesson of Gorbachev’s failure: full, complete recognition of the ‘founding crimes’ will only bring the entire system down. Those ‘founding crimes’ of the regime thus have to remain disavowed: true, some Maoist ‘excesses’ and ‘errors’ are denounced (the Great Leap Forward and the devastating famine that followed it; the Cultural Revolution), and Deng’s assessment of Mao’s role (70 per cent positive, 30 per cent negative) is enshrined as the official formula. But this assessment functions as a formal conclusion which renders any further elaboration superfluous. So, even if Mao is 30 per cent bad, the full symbolic impact of this admission is neutralized, so he and his figure continue to be celebrated as the founding father of the nation, with his body in a mausoleum and his image on every banknote. We are dealing here with a clear case of fetishistic disavowal: although we know very well that Mao made errors and caused immense suffering, his figure is kept magically untainted by these facts. In this way, the Chinese Communists can have their cake and eat it: the radical changes brought about in social politics (economic liberalization) are combined with the continuation of the same Party rule as before. The procedure here is that of neutralization (or, rather, what Freud called Isolierung): you admit horrible things, but you prohibit all subjective reactions (a horror at what went on)—millions of dead become a neutral fact. When, today, Israeli (and Western) media report on the destruction of Gaza, do they not practice a similar neutralization? Hamas terrorists torture and kill, while the victims of the IDF are just liquidated or annihilated…
Then there are rumors,1 which function in a strange way with regard to truth: the fact itself, the factual truth of a rumor, is suspended (or, rather, treated as indifferent—“I don’t know if it is true, but this is what I heard…”), while the content of a rumor retains its full symbolic efficiency—we enjoy them, retelling them with passion. So it’s not the same as fetishistic disavowal (“I know very well it’s not true, but nonetheless… I believe in it”), but, again, its inversion, something like, “I cannot say that I believe this is true, this really happened, but nonetheless… here is what I know.” With regard to the exercise of power, the space of rumors is ambiguous. “Dirty” rumors can sustain power and its authority (from Ataturk to Tito), but rumors also play an often decisive role in unrest and revolutionary upheavals, including anti-immigrant revolts (Europe is now full of rumors of immigrants raping our women, and of how authorities censor news about these rapes). There are also what one may be tempted to call “good rumors,” which are needed to trigger a revolutionary explosion. Exemplary here is the Great Fear (la Grande Peur), the general panic that took place between 17 July and 3 August 1789, at the start of the French Revolution.
I cannot resist adding to this list a unique case from cinema history. A tension between Communist political commitment and fascination with the incestuous Thing characterizes the unique cinematic work of Luchino Visconti; his incestuous Thing has its own political weight, as the decadent jouissance of the old ruling classes in decay. The two supreme examples of this deadly fascination are the obvious Death in Venice and the less known, but much better, earlier black-and-white masterpiece Vaghe stelle dell’Orsa, a chamber cinema gem. What both films share is not only the prohibited “private” passion which ends in death (the composer’s passion for the beautiful boy in Venice, the incestuous passion of brother and sister in Vaghe stelle); in both cases, the duality of the artist’s leftist political commitment (up to his death, Visconti was a member of the Italian Communist Party) and his fascination with the decadent jouissance—pleasure-in-pain—of the ruling class in decay functions here as a simple split between enunciated and enunciation. It is as if Visconti, in the best mode of prudish puritanical revolutionaries, publicly condemns what he personally enjoys and is fascinated with, so that the very public endorsement of the necessity to abolish the reign of the old ruling class is “trans-functionalized” into an instrument for providing decadent pleasure-in-pain, in the spectacle of one’s own decay. Does the same not hold even for dystopias like The Handmaid’s Tale? Are we not secretly fascinated by the detailed descriptions of the oppression of women we, of course, all condemn?
Rumors seem to fit perfectly with today’s predicament, which many people characterize as the “death of truth”—a characterization which is obviously wrong. The implication of those who use this term is that once before (say, until the 1980s), in spite of all manipulations and distortions, truth did somehow prevail, and that the “death of truth” is a relatively recent phenomenon. Already, a quick overview tells us that this was not the case: how many violations of human rights and humanitarian catastrophes remained invisible, from the Vietnam War to the invasion of Iraq? Just remember the times of Reagan, Nixon, Bush… The difference was not that the past was more “truthful” but that the ideological hegemony was much stronger, so that, instead of today’s greater melee of local “truths,” one “truth” (or, rather, one big Lie) basically prevailed. In the West, this was the liberal-democratic Truth (with a leftist or rightist twist). What is happening today is that, with the populist wave which unsettled the political establishment, the Truth/Lie which served as the ideological foundation of this establishment is also falling apart. And the ultimate reason for this disintegration is not the rise of postmodern relativism but the failure of the ruling establishment, which is no longer able to maintain its ideological hegemony.
We can now see what those who bemoan the “death of truth” really deplore: the disintegration of one big Story more or less accepted by the majority, which brought ideological stability to society. The secret of those who curse “historicist relativism” is that they miss the safe situation in which one big Truth (even if it was a big Lie) provided the basic “cognitive mapping” to all. In short, it is those who deplore the “death of truth” who are the true and most radical agents of this death: their implicit motto is the one attributed to Goethe, “besser Unrecht als Unordnung”—better injustice than disorder, better one big Lie than the reality of a mixture of lies and truths. So when we hear claims that, with the ongoing “collapse of the information ecosystem,” our society is falling apart, we should be very clear about what this means: not just that fake news abounds, but that what is disintegrating is the Big Lie that until now held together our social space. “Death of truth” thus opens up the possibility for a new authentic truth… or for an even worse big Lie. Is this not happening today with the retreat of liberal democracy, which is, step by step, overshadowed by multiple figures of new Fascism, from neo-feudal populism to religious authoritarianism?
I rely here on Mladen Dolar, Rumours, Cambridge: Polity Press 2024.
Excellent article, thanks Zizek. Would it be right to say that the paradoxical belief in Trump's lie is that his lies somehow place him as more authentic—or at least, that is how most people interpret them—that he is somehow more human in his lying? That there is a visceral nature to his lies, that they contradict the squeaky veneer of the liberal capitalist system in which we all dwell, a system that seeks to crush any animality that might threaten its dominance? There is almost a primal urgency in the belief in these lies—or rather, in the belief in the belief of these lies. A pessimism that suggests the visceral fake is better than the fake true. It is not the truth or the lie that matters, but how it is framed or presented. PC culture, whether true or false, frames its messages in such a way that preserves the veneer of the very system most people presumably hate—or claim to hate—remaining a continuation of that supposedly "highly individualistic" liberal capitalism. That is the search for "authenticity" and the "authentic" that capitalism promulgates: in a way, it is capitalism finally eating itself, in that the final authenticity is an authenticity of the inauthentic, a commodity of its own critique.
(I hope this makes sense, cause reading it back, everything seems to slip and slide from my grasp.)
Thank you. This is what I have been writing about relative to the hippocampus and holding paradox. It is the essential skill of our times and if we do not realize it we will be overcome by its optics.