The Museum of Accidents1
Paul
Virilio
(Emeritus
Professor, École
Spéciale
d’Architecture, Paris, France).
Translated by Chris Turner
A
society which rashly privileges the present – real time – to
the detriment of both the past and the future, also
privileges the accident.
Since, at every moment and most often unexpectedly,
everything happens, a civilization that sets immediacy,
ubiquity and instantaneity to work brings accidents and
catastrophes on to the scene. The confirmation of this state
of affairs is provided for us by insurance companies, and
particularly by the recent Sigma study, carried out for the
world's second-largest reinsurance company Swiss Re. This
recently published study, which each year lists man-made
disasters (explosions, fires, terrorism etc.) and natural
catastrophes (floods, earthquakes, storms etc.), takes into
account only those disasters causing losses in excess of 35
million dollars. “For the first time”, the Swiss analysts
observe, “since the 1990’s, a period when damage due to
natural catastrophes predominated over man-made damage, the
trend has reversed, with man-made damage standing at 70
percent”.
2
Proof, if proof were needed, that far from promoting
quietude, our industrialized societies throughout the
twentieth century have essentially developed disquiet and
the major risk, and this is so even if we leave out of
account the recent proliferation of weapons of mass
destruction. …Hence the urgent need to reverse this trend
which consists in exposing us to the most catastrophic
accidents produced by the techno-scientific spirit, and to
establish the opposite approach which would consist in
exposing or exhibiting the accident as the major enigma of
modern progress.
Although some car companies carry out more than 400 crash
tests annually in the attempt to improve the safety of their
vehicles, this still does not prevent television channels
from continually inflicting road-death statistics on us (not
to mention the tragedies which see the present repeatedly
plunged into mourning. It is certainly high time (alongside
the ecological approaches that relate to the various ways in
which the biosphere is polluted) for the beginnings of an
eschatological approach to technical progress to emerge – an
approach to that finitude without which the much-vaunted
globalization is in danger of itself becoming a life-size
catastrophe.
Both a natural and a man-made catastrophe, a general
catastrophe and not one specific to any particular
technology or region of the world, which would far exceed
the disasters currently covered by the insurance companies –
a catastrophe of which the long-term drama of Chernobyl remains
emblematic.
So
as to avoid in the near future an integral accident on a
planetary scale, an accident capable of incorporating a
whole host of incidents and disasters in a chain reaction,
we should right now build, inhabit and plan a laboratory of
cataclysms – the technical progress accident museum – so as
to avoid the accident of substances, revealed by Aristotle,
being succeeded by the knowledge accident – that major
philosophical catastrophe which genetic engineering, coming
on the heels of atomic power, bears within it.
Whether we like it or not, globalization is today the
fateful mark of a finitude. Paraphrasing Paul Valéry, we
might assert without fear of contradiction that “the time of
the finite world is coming to an end” and that there is an
urgent need to assert that knowledge marks the finitude of
man, just as ecology marks that of his geophysical
environment.
* * *
At
the very moment when some are requesting, in an open letter
to the president of the French Republic, that he create a
“Museum of the Twentieth Century” in Paris,3
it seems appropriate to enquire not only into the historical
sequence of the events of that fateful century, but also
into the fundamentally catastrophic nature of those events.
If, indeed, “time is the accident of accidents",4
the museums of history are already an anticipation of the
time of that integral accident which the twentieth century
foreshadowed, on the pretext of scientific revolution or
ideological liberation.
All museology requires a museography, and the question of
the presentation of the harm done by progress has not
received any kind of answer; it therefore falls to us, as a
primordial element of the project, to provide one. At this
point we have to acknowledge that it is not so much in
history books or in the press that this particular
historical laboratory has been prefigured, as in radio,
cinema newsreel and, above all, television.
Since cinema is time exhibiting itself, as the sequences
succeed each other, so with television, it is the pace of
its “trans-border” ubiquity that disrupts the history in the
making before our eyes.
General history has, as a result, experienced a new type of
accident, the accident of its perception at first hand (de
visu): a “cinematic” – and soon to be “digital” –
perception which modifies its meaning, its customary rhythm
– the rhythm of almanacs and calendars, or, in other words,
that of the long run – in favour of the ultra-short
timescale of that televisual instantaneity which is
revolutionizing our view of the world.
“With speed man has invented new types of accident …The
fate of the motorist has become pure chance”, wrote Gaston
Rageot in 1928.5 What are we to
say, today, of the major accident of audiovisual speed and
hence of the fate of the innumerable hosts of TV viewers?
Other than that, with that speed, it is history which is
becoming “accidental” – through the sudden pile-up of
facts, through events which were once successive, but are
now simultaneous, cannoning into one another, in spite of
the distances and time intervals that used to be required
for their interpretation. Let us imagine, for example, the
probable damage that will be done to the authenticity of the
testimony of historical actors by the practice of live
digital morphing.
Speaking of the preponderant influence of film on the
conception of contemporary art, Dominique Païni has stated:
“For a long time, the cinema came out of the other arts, now
it is the plastic arts which come out of it”. But in fact it
is the whole of history that comes out of cinematic
acceleration, out of this movement in cinema and television!
Hence the ravages wrought by the circulation of images, this
constant concertina-ing, this constant pile-up of dramatic
scenes from everyday life on the evening news. And even if
the written press has always been more interested in
derailed trains than the ones that run on time, it is with
the coming of audiovisual media that we have been able to
look on, thunderstruck, at the overexposure of accidents,
of catastrophes of all kinds – not to mention wars.
* * *
Where the broadcasting of horror is concerned, television
has, since the end of the last century, been the (live) site
of a constant raising of the stakes and, particularly with
the increase in live coverage, it has provided us with an
instantaneous transmission of cataclysms and incidents that
have broadly anticipated disaster movies. Moreover, after
the standardization of opinion, which began in the
nineteenth century, we are now seeing the sudden
synchronization of emotions. TV channels' competition for
viewers has turned the catastrophic accident into a scoop,
if not indeed a fantastic spectacle which all pursue with
equal vigour.
When Guy Debord spoke of the “society of the spectacle”, he
omitted to mention that this scenarization of life was
organized around sexuality and violence; a sexuality which
the 1960s claimed to liberate, whereas what was actually
happening was a progressive abolition of societal
inhibitions, regarded by the Situationists as so many
unbearable straitjackets. As was so well expressed at the
time by one of the officials of the Festival du Film
Fantastique d'Avoriaz, “At last death will have replaced sex
and the serial killer the Latin lover”! Television – a
“museum of horrors” or a “tunnel of death” – has, then,
gradually transformed itself into a kind of altar of human
sacrifice, using and abusing the terrorist scene and serial
massacres; it now plays more on repulsion than on
seduction. From the death twenty wars ago – allegedly “live
on air” – of a little Colombian girl being swallowed by mud,
to the execution this winter of little Mohammed struck down
beside his father, when it comes to making horror banal, any
pretest will serve.
By
contrast, as we may recall, the mass media in the old Soviet
Union never reported accidents or violent incidents. With
the exception of natural catastrophes, which it would have
been difficult to pass over, the media systematically
censored any deviations from the norm, allowing only
visions of a radiant future to filter through ...until
Chernobyl.
However, when it comes to censorship, liberalism and
totalitarianism each had their particular method for
stifling the true facts. For the former, the aim was, even
then, to overexpose the viewer to the incessant repetition
of tragedies; the latter, by contrast, opted for
underexposure and the radical occultation of any
singularity.
Two panic reactions, but an identical outcome: censorship by
illumination – a fateful blinding by the light – for the
democratic West, and censorship by the prohibition of any
divergent representation – the darkness and fog of wilful
blindness – for the dogmatic East.
* * *
So, just as there is a Richter scale of seismic
catastrophes, so there is, surreptitiously, a scale of media
catastrophes, the clearest effect of which is to cause, on
the one hand, resentment against the perpetrators and, on
the other, an effect of exemplarity, which leads, where
terrorism is concerned, to the reproduction of the disaster,
thanks to its dramaturgical amplification. So much is this
the case that to Nietzsche's study of the birth of tragedy
we need to add the analysis of this media tragedy, in which
the perfect synchronization of the collective emotion of TV
viewers might be said to play the role of the ancient chorus
– though no longer on the scale of the theatre at Epidauros,
but on the life-size scale of entire continents. It is
clearly here that the museum of the accident has its place…
The media scale of catastrophes and cataclysms that dress
the world in mourning is, in fact, so vast that it must
necessarily make the amplitude of the perceptual field the
first stage of a new understanding – no longer solely that
of the ecology of risks in the face of environmental
pollution, but that of an ethology of threats in terms of
the mystification of opinion, of a pollution of public
emotion.
A
pollution that always paves the way for intolerance followed
by vengeance. In other words for a barbarism and chaos which
quickly overwhelm human societies, as has recently been
demonstrated by the massacres and genocides, those fruits
of the baneful propaganda of the “media of hatred”.
After a period of waiting for the “integral accident” to
occur, we are seeing the forceps birth of a “catastrophism”
that bears no relation whatever (we really must make no
mistake about this) to that of the “millenarian”
obscurantism of yesteryear, but which requires just as much
in the way of precautions, in the way of that Pascalian
“subtlety” which our organs of mass information so cruelly
lack!
Since one catastrophe may conceal another, if the major
accident is indeed the consequence of the speed of
acceleration of the phenomena engendered by progress, it is
certainly time, in these early years of the twenty-first
century, to take what is happening, what is emerging
unexpectedly before our eyes and analyze it wisely. Hence
the imperative need now to exhibit the accident.
Paul Virilio was chairman and
director of the École Spéciale d’Architecture in Paris from
1968 to 1998. He is the author of over twenty books
including: Pure War (New York: Semiotext(e), 1998);
The Information Bomb (New York: Verso, 2001);
Crepuscular Dawn (New York: Semiotext(e), 2002;
Ground Zero (New York: Verso, 2002); Negative Horizon
(London: Continuum, 2005); City of Panic (New York:
Berg, 2005); and The Accident of Art (New York:
Semiotext(e)/MIT Press, 2005). He is a former winner of the
Grand Prix National de la Critique (France, 1987). He now
lives and works in La Rochelle, France.
Endnote
1
“The Museum of Accidents” is reprinted here with
permission of Columbia University Press
www.columbia.edu/cu/cup where it appears as
Chapter 20 of: Steve Redhead. The Paul Virilio
Reader. New York: Columbia University Press,
2004:255-262. This chapter originally appeared in
Paul Virilio. Unknown Quantity. New York:
Thames and Hudson, 2003:58-65 (Translated by Chris
Turner),
www.Thamesandhudsonusa.com . Steve Redhead’s
introduction to the piece reads:
The year
2002 saw Paul Virilio's long talked-about ‘museum of
accidents' come to fruition. Entitled Ce Qui
Arrive, it showcased 'the accident' in hundreds
of photographic, movie, webcam and video
installations. The show opened on November 29, 2002
at the Fondation Cartier pour I'Art Contemporain in
Paris until March 30, 2003. Virilio conceived the
exhibition with curator Leanne Sacramone and wrote
the substantial text of the catalogue. Thames and
Hudson (London) published the English edition in
2003 under the title Unknown Quantity . …
This article is the fourth of seven sections in the
catalogue. Thames and Hudson had previously
published Virilio’s collaboration with the Fondation
Cartier – The Desert – which Virilio produced
in the 1990s with Sir Wilfred Thesiger, Raymond
Depardon and Mounira Khemir. The Unknown Quantity
catalogue highlights, in colour and black and white,
events such as 9/11 and Oklahoma City, 1995;
‘natural disasters' such as earthquakes and air
crashes; and controlled implosions of high-rise
buildings. Virilio's purpose in Unknown
Quantity was to underline what he had been teaching
those of us willing to listen for some years now:
that much media imagery is a strategy of war, and
that the modern accident is becoming
indistinguishable from attack (Steve Redhead. The
Paul Virilio Reader. New York: Columbia,
2004:255-256).
2 Le Monde. February 24,
2001.
3
Jacques Julliard. “Chronique” in Le Nouvel
Observateur, January 30, 2002.
5
Gaston Rageot.
L'Homme Standard. Paris: Plon, a work
contemporaneous with Paul Morand's L'homme pressé",
Paris: Gallimard, 1941.