Schizo-Queer
By Praecoxious Queer
Author is a schizoaffective,
queer, genderqueer, Latin@ witch living in Tacoma, Washington pursuing
undergraduate degrees in Gender and Queer Studies and Political Theory. Aspirations
include graduate school and an eventual visit to family in Argentina.
Abstract: This piece
is an expository, associative description of a tendency within neuroqueer
thought to undermine the expectations and norms governing behavior for particular
neurotypes. Aiming to avoid harsh definitional maneuvers, I hope to offer a
wager to neuroqueer whereby it may embrace/enjoy what I theorize as
schizoqueerness to make salient the political and communitarian value of
fragmentation, both as a method for escaping systems of constraint and control
but also as a method for bringing
communities of resistance together in a strengthened commitment to
intersectionality. Positing fragmentation as foundational to some modes of
consciousness or perception rather than as a contingent affliction befalling
some and not others and avoiding the temptation to position whole-ness or
holity as beneficial or “natural”, I hope that this piece may deepen the redemptive
possibilities of neuroqueer by offering schizoqueerness as a tool within
conceptual repertoires of a neuroqueer vocabulary.
“Queer thinkers have brought into sharper focus than ever
before the problematic nature of what we nevertheless continue to take for
granted: the very notion and value of community itself. And it is in doing that
that queers should command the attention of straights—that is, not because we
have anything to tell them about the value of relationships or community … but
rather because of our exemplary confusion”
--Leo Bersani, Is the
Rectum a Grave? And Other Essays
I remember when I realized
I was not straight. I also remember when, though I wouldn’t think of it
this way at the time, and still don’t all the time, I realized that I “hear voices.” I know when I decided I was queer: but I never decided I was schizoaffective. I was told that I am. I now decide that I am schizoqueer, deploying
a tendency within neuroqueerness to
queer the neurotype offered by
medical science to explain the phenomenology of schizophrenia through an
intentional refusal of the normalizing forces at work in a social sphere
embrocated by psychiatrization.
I decide I am schizoqueer when I reflect upon the reality of
my psychosis. And when I say the reality of my psychosis, I do not mean the
reality of my experience as a
psychosis in the terms of medicine; rather, I queerly inflect reality to the effect that I mean: my psychosis was and is real but remains a psychosis
nonetheless. Schizoqueerness will therefore be concerned with queering not only
the expectations of a given neurotype, but also must be concerned with queering the construction of reality as reality.
Through this essay, I have chosen to resist the imperative
to provide a strict definition of neuroqueerness. What I offer instead is nothing
but an exposition of certain tendencies already at work within neuroqueerness;
I hope to persuade any who read this of another, partial, but nonetheless insistent imperative toward fragmentation operative in the
communitarian efforts of neuroqueerness, a tendency that I hope to amplify and
make visible through such poetic exposition.
I will not pretend to hold the answer to the riddle of
schizophrenia or psychosis. I will not pretend that I know anything about the
generalities or formal structures at work within what it is that we call
“schizophrenia,” and I will not pretend that what I hope to articulate here is
anything but phenomenological description of what this experience may be.
However, I refuse to cast off the experiences of psychosis; I refuse to relent
to the pacifying sway of doctors who will tell me that this psychosis-reality
is in, fact, a fiction; there is value in
which I experience insofar as it informs my action.
i.
The world is ruled by straight people, for
straight people|straight people bash me at every corner|the corner becomes a
coroner, when? Well: I hear them talking
about me, to me, reminding me of…my queerness, their straightness….
“Sir, have you ever had any
delusions of persecution?”
“I’m not a sir, please do not call
me that” per-se-cu-tion lo-cu-tion
per-SIR-cution Sir sir sir sir sir sir sir sir sir sir sirrrrrrrrrrrrprise
demise, reprise!
“Sir, have you ever experienced
auditory hallucinations?”
ii. Is
this the condition of Being
queer? In the absence of the
words to state
iii. that I know
what it is I am talking about,
I can only
recourse to re-course
the whole syntax
of this thing that is the state, or “this reality.”
The Greek word “schitzein,” from which we get the prefix
“schizo,” refers to an act of splitting articulated
in the verbal mode, which is to say
it describes a doing. Like “queer,”
it is an action, not a mode of being; it is, in a sense, a process of splitting. “Schizo” becomes in
other utterances a noun-as-slur describing
one who is split, but also one who is split off (from us), one
whose personality is split (in two, or
more), or one (really several) who is/are
‘psycho’. Like “queer” and “crip,” then, terms of violence reclaimed as
words and strategies of resistance, “schizo” names a sometimes futural, often
anti-social, affectively ambiguous method
that can also be a way to split a thing, whether that means to
split it off from resources of domination, split it off from the privileges it may
enjoy, split against an erasure,
naming a further division within any
project aspiring to universality: a way of doing that is both an un-doing (of something whole/”complete”)
and the rearrangement of the parts of
a thing to the effect that the thing
itself, formerly whole, is no longer the same, has become different
and queer, a thing has been made schizo.
What I hope to articulate is the possibility of a schizoqueerness, to offer
“neuroqueerness” a wager whereby it
might not only be broadened definitionally or conceptually, but also to deepen it by bringing a schizomatic
tendency of internal fragmentation, to consider the force of fragmentation as
generative of affective tendencies that may be deployed toward social and
political ends.
Here fragmentation must not be conceived of as
a factionalist turning-away from one another: to reproduce such a narrative
would legitimate the entire discourse that has tended toward the forcible
hospitalization and incarceration of schizophrenics/schizoaffectives and others
with Schizophrenia Spectrum Disorders.
Rather, the wager of
schizoqueerness is an opportunity to delve into the depths of community-making,
to consider “why do we desire to come
together when coming together is
itself so terrifying?”
To schizoqueer something is: to
analyze and sometimes reverse, or, alternately, re-verse, the processes whereby
identitarian similarities and the pragmatic demands of political engagement may
disappear the productions of suffering, isolation, alienation, and loneliness
intrinsic to the naming of a community/consciousness united and named as such, where integrity or wholeness are posited on the side of typicality, banality, and
therefore on the side of terror? That will have to do for now. But we can’t let
this attempt at articulation come to limit schizoqueer critique.
By all this I mean to ask: what are the reparative
possibilities of splitting itself,
what might splitting signify when schizo is itself split off from its use
as a weapon of domination, and re-versed in a tone dis-affect(able) to the
melodies of an architecture of inaccessibility, when this architecture is
broadened to include reality, the construction of reality, itself?
Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari take one thousand plateaus
to make the same argument stated at the beginning of Anti-Oedipus, that: “The code of delirium or of desire proves to
have an extraordinary fluidity … It might be said that the schizophrenic passes
from one code to the other, that [they] deliberately scramble all the codes, by
quickly shifting from one to another, according to the questions asked [them],
never giving the same explanation” (Deleuze and Guattari, Anti-Oedipus, 15).
But what is this insistence on explanatory drift, whereby
the schizo is presumed to offer ever-new explanations for constantly variant codes
of being? What is salient about schizo in
schizoqueer is the expansion of
psychotic fragmentation into the conceptual domain of a political weapon or
tool. For Deleuze, Guattari, and a whole host of thinkers influenced by their
work, this element of delirium is
coded into schizophrenia and therefore the schizophrenic themselves drifts from the explanations they
themselves have offered before, in the past.
But do we deliberately scramble these codes?
iv.
Do I choose to engage this psychosis?
How can it be that my very
existence scrambles every code, when all I can do is lock the door to my
bedroom—check the windows, look for the crowd gathered beneath my house
screaming Faggot! Sissy! Queer!—how is
it that Deleuze and Guattari can posit this delirious nature of schizophrenic
thought when my schizophrenic
psychosis anchors itself around the very same,
similar and recurrent experiences
of antiqueerness; experiences which, too much for my childhood, adolescent
consciousness to resolve by any way aside from what must have been only a total
and absolute repression at the level of
experience, and locked them away into a domain of my psyche so totally foreign to myself that it haunts in the form of, at times,
persecutory, “delusional” feelings of
subordination, annihilation?
v. What wager had I gambled when I became persuaded by the
delirium conjured from within my own being? Was it that
I knew this would happen? I was told this
would happen? Do I not invite this
fragmentation by failing—but what/who is it “I”/we fail?
(If hallucinations are my mind’s
compensation, is it compensating for my queerness? Is my queerness not then an impairment that becomes disability,
insofar as it necessitates this compensation?)
Against this assumption, I cannot and will not posit
delirium as foundational to my experience of psychosis, fragmentation, or
schizophrenia. On the contrary, I must posit
my queerness as an aspect of my disability. My disability is therefore queer;
my disability is neurological, or at least all my psychiatrists think so;
therefore, is my queerness, as disability, wired into the cortexes of my brain,
and, if so, what must I now think, reconsidering all the theories of
performativity I had learned in Gender Studies courses, reading feminist
theories?
Delirium may occur in some, it may manifest at times, but
the explanatory drifting instantiated by Deleuze and Guattari offers little by
way of reparative possibilities for schizos who, queerly, nonetheless desire a
community, a queer community, a
community which may itself queer the
very typicalities which underlie the construction of reality as inaccessible.
In other words: by deploying neuroqueerness within the frame of
schizoqueerness, simultaneously offering schizoqueerness the queering of
neurotypicalities implied within neuroqueerness, l hope that this deepening of
the neuroqueer community can be the starting point for a new, queer orientation
within schizophrenic thought. Situating
schizoqueerness as my neuroqueerness
is how I re-verse the narratives of performativity that were themselves thrown into delirium in my
experience of psychosis. My queerness, then, becomes disabled in the course of engaging with a reality
architecturally structured by co-constitutive forces of straightness (which
make our understanding of reality narrow,
confining) and neurotypicality (which summon a naturality to one mode of experience while pathologizing others as deviant).
If “neuroqueer” can be understood to act as a form of doing, where the actions of people “who
are intentionally ‘queering’ their neurotype through a refusal to
conform/assimilate […] an assertion of identity, or as a way of asserting an
accommodation need without invoking the usual procedural legal channels,” what
might such a queering have to offer to bodies not only positioned beyond the “shared”
reality architecturally created as inaccessible,
but also to modes of consciousness which split from intersubjective reality-creation? I defend that
schizoqueerness is a tendency already at work within neuroqueer communities: it
is a radicalization of the deployment of disability as a queer act of political
resistance, where particular|individual aesthetics, modes of perception,
ontologies, modes of consciousness, whole ways of being are summoned by
individuals but also the differences
of each from the other, uniting these
modes/thoughts/beings through the queer “nosology” of neuroqueerness.
In other words: when schizoqueerness comes to be understood
as already in conversation with
neuroqueerness, what reparative possibilities might the two have to offer one
another? What projects become possible when the schizomatic tendency toward
re-organization engages with this political inclination located within
neuroqueerness, to queer this neurotype by deploying neuro-schizo-queerness as an aegis of
resistance?
Imagine: a Rubix Cube rotating upon itself, rotating and
re-arranging even the distribution of colors on the surface, the colors
themselves sinking into undifferentiation, passing into a depth from which the
morass of identity can later come to embellish the surface? This is how I
envision a schizomatic tendency operating within a community of neuroqueerness:
offering to neuroqueer this velocity, a principle of re-making, making through splitting, splitting which
itself strengthens community by providing
an impetus for re-making, re-modeling, re-constructing by fragmenting. This means that splitting|fragmenting might be
properly understood as a splitmending, the
mending of terror through a compensatory splitting that is no longer
pathological.
vi.
Fragmentation occurs: unable to cope with the tendencies of reality to demand
blood,
consciousness
wavers: insomnia roils; mania commands—itself
vii.
Before hopeless, before powerless, in face of the reality-bashing-in|on-me that
is what
THEY call “sanity”
viii.
This is the most beautiful compensation, I could have thought.
Within my “split” consciousness, and even in the harshest
throes of a manic psychosis, I never experience myself as several entirely different entities. In the same
way, the fragmentation that schizoqueerness offers to neuroqueer should not be
taken as a threat to the “singularity” of communities of neuroqueerness, since
what this fragmentation has to offer is a coming-together by coming-apart, a
coming-apart that reveals our modes of doing
neuroqueerness as motivated by this velocity-toward-differentiation: it is,
as all psychosis is, a wager where we
risk the coherence our selves and our
communities in order to deepen the
conceptual definitions we offer in the name of lateral inclusion.
I will gamble here on a
post-structuralist turn-of-phrase, but, in my florid episodes, any signifier
which might name this entity called “myself” that would attempt to unify the
fragmentations of consciousness would always only fail to name the experiences of non-existence
constitutionally present in many expositions of schizophrenic life.
Language tumbles forward on itself
when vocabulary attempts to define any experience of psychosis, recourse to
metaphor is insufficient, and simile is rarely satisfying to reflect upon
outside the mania of a florid episode. In the same way, any explanation of
feelings of loneliness, isolation, alienation, and fragmentation felt by members of any community—whether
communities of neuroqueerness or neurotypicality—fail to find themselves
represented in the names or values that would come to constitute the
community as such. The splitmending tendency of fragmentation, then, should be
deployed as a way to bring ourselves closer to one another even as we recognize
the conceptual difficulties we have in communication, the differences in
realities that we live in, the reality that we are different from one another as well as different from the expectations of hegemonic neurotypicality.
ix. How can we re-turn the phrase,
re-verse the tendencies of exclusion, when this tendency is inscribed within
reality?
x. Fragmentation has its costs;
splitting does not happen without pain, but a splitting is always a chance to
do something new with something that was not there before. If neuroqueerness
will accept the wager of schizomatizing itself, or embracing|enjoying the
schizoqueer flows still hiding, even within communities of neuroqueerness, what
new worlds can we, together, create?