We live in an epoch in which objects have taken one of the attributes of kings - that is, they get biographies. The biography of the fork, the pencil, Wall Street – the transfer of the life story from the human to the inhuman has become quite fashionable, as though, since we all know about the pathetic fallacy, we are allowed to systematically commit it. I jest, ho ho – and in fact, I have to admit that there is something life-like about these things and their passage through our lives. If they aren’t alive, they still have mana – a lifelike power. They become totems.
However, noone, so far as I know, has done a biography of a price. Ah, there’s
a subject! One would first have to wrest it from the enormous mystifications of
the economists, who know what a price must be without often looking at what a
price is, and one would have to restore it to its true nature, its genesis, its
type.
Scratch a price and you find an adventure. We’ve become accustomed to thinking
that the adventure it encodes is determined by a thing called a “market” – and
so mystery calls to mystery. The mystics of capitalism have shamelessly spoken
of the “magic of the marketplace” – which serves as an alibi for our
adventurer. In fact, all adventurers deal, at one point or another in their careers,
with magic. From Raleigh to Cagliostro, from the average American politician to
the Spanish conquistador, all have used magic to fill in the gaps, biographical
and strategic. But the biographer’s strong suite is a counter-magic: a grasp of
details. While the adventurer sheds one persona for another, one claim to
effects at a distance for another, one spectacle for another, the biographer,
that dogged leveler, reconnects the membra disjecta with a thousand and one
facts, with fine filaments of cause, deliberation, association and purposes (a
plural that covers serial disappointments, self-subversions and
incompatibilities – for the biographer is not your rational expectations robot,
explaining that all can be explained through a system that explains anything. A
biographer who seeks to explain a life is a biographer who has gone mad).
The critic Harold Innes claimed that the story of modernization in the west is
the story of the penetration of the price system. This is an insight that holds
together a truth and a falsehood. Just as there are no solitary human
individuals – every mother’s son or daughter of ‘em must be a mother’s son or
daughter – so too, there is no single price. Price’s came into the world en
masse, rather than as a single prototype – no caveman hammered out a price,
held it up, and said, now what will this be goood for? But Innes’s insight is
also false, in that it treats price system as something autonomous – it is as
if, with the word “system”, we move from the puppet to the puppetmaster.
2.
If we were to do the biography of the price of
a Nina Simone concert, we would find that the conditions for it probably
satisfy neither the subjectivist economics school – where demand is the sole real
determinant – nor the labor value school of economics – where the labor of
Simone, her trio, and the staff of the places she sang at combine to give us the
base determinants of the price. As if well known, ticket prices defy the demand
school – the franchise manager of your local Metroplex movie theater does not
try to juice up demand for movies that are unpopular by adjusting ticket
prices. It is, normally, one ticket price for every movie. Often this is a
condition in the distribution contracts.
All of thse things suggest the adventure
school theory of the price. Unfortunately, most economists don’t recognize adventure
when they see it. .
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