Such Abstraction Which Refuses To Accept The

In The Form Of The Oeuvre, The Actual Circumstances Are Placed In Another Dimension Where The Given Reality Shows Itself As That Which It Is. Thus It Tells The Truth About Itself; Its Language Ceases To Be That Of Deception, Ignorance, And Submission. Fiction Calls The Facts By Their Name And Their Reign Collapses; Fiction Subverts Everyday Experience And Shows It To Be Mutilated And False.

All Liberation Depends On The Consciousness Of Servitude, And The Emergence Of This Consciousness Is Always Hampered By The Predominance Of Needs And Satisfactions Which, To A Great Extent, Have Become The Individual's Own.

Freedom Of Enterprise Was From The Beginning Not Altogether A Blessing. As The Liberty To Work Or To Starve, It Spelled Toil, Insecurity, And Fear For The Vast Majority Of The Population. If The Individual Were No Longer Compelled To Prove Himself On The Market, As A Free Economic Subject, The Disappearance Of This Freedom Would Be One Of The Greatest Achievements Of Civilization.

Hypostatized Into A Ritual Pattern, Marxian Theory Becomes Ideology. But Its Content And Function Distinguish It From Classical Forms Of Ideology; It Is Not False Consciousness, But A Rather Consciousness Of Falsehood, A Falsehood Which Is Corrected In The Context Of The Higher Truth Represented By The Objective Historical Interest.

The Neo-conservative Critics Of Leftist Critics Of Mass Culture Ridicule The Protest Against Bach As Background Music In The Kitchen, Against Plato And Hegel, Shelley And Baudelaire, Marx And Freud In The Drugstore. Instead, They Insist On Recognition Of The Fact That The Classics Have Left The Mausoleum And Come To Life Again, That People Are Just So Much More Educated. True, But Coming To Life As Classics, They Come To Life As Other Than Themselves; They Are Deprived Of Their Antagonistic Force, Of The Estrangement Which Was The Very Dimension Of Their Truth.