Sunday, October 14, 2012

The Modern Language Association Publishes a Welcomed Essay



According to the statement of editorial policy PMLA (Publications of the Modern Language Association) “welcomes essays of interest to those concerned with the study of language and literature.”

In the October 2012 issue is an article by Judith Hamera called “The Labors of Michael Jackson: Virtuosity, Deindustrialization, and Dancing Work.”

It begins this way:

             By any objective criterion, Michael Jackson is the closest thing to a consensual virtuoso performer that late-twentieth-century popular culture produced. Sales figures, fans’ affective investments, the acclaim of virtuosic peers, the foundational contributions and innovation for which he is credited—all attest to his command of the central paradox intrinsic to virtuosity: the ability to appear path-breakingly original in a way that is collectively obvious. Further, if all virtuosity can be described as “precarious excellence,” Jackson’s was more precarious than most: veering spectacularly from an indefinably pleasurable surplus (more talented, more charismatic, more “something” than his brothers) to equally indefinable and untoward excesses (too many strange stunts, too many surgeries and antics with boys, too much of too much). The narrative arc of his virtuosity was always already entanged in multiple overlapping narratives of difference, including raced and gendered histories of American popular performance, the possibilities and limits of the mutable self, the bedrock or millstone of family, the pleasures and perils of spectacle, and the permissions and constraints of celebrity. . . .

Two decades ago I announced that belonging to MLA had become a moral issue because it no longer had much to do with literature. I stopped paying my annual dues. As it turns out, I had by then been a member so long that on my retirement my membership was reinstated without charge. Now I receive PMLA and get to see, quickly, what the best writing on language and literature is like nowadays. I feel compelled to share it with you.

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