LitÂerÂaÂture and film can open up to the depth and immenÂsiÂty of social truths we find proÂfoundÂly difÂfiÂcult, if not imposÂsiÂble, to articÂuÂlate. If our politÂiÂcal vocabÂuÂlary (as Oxford DicÂtioÂnarÂies sugÂgestÂed in their word of the year) has become “post-truth,” it can seem like the only honÂest repÂreÂsenÂtaÂtions of realÂiÂty are found in the imagÂiÂnary.
Amidst the vioÂlent upheavals of the last couÂple decades, for examÂple, we have seen an exploÂsion of the dystopiÂan, that venÂerÂaÂble yet modÂern genre we use to explain our conÂtemÂpoÂrary politÂiÂcal conÂdiÂtions to ourÂselves. It has become comÂmon pracÂtice in seriÂous debate to gesÂture toward the outÂsized cinÂeÂmatÂic sceÂnarÂios of SnowÂpiercer, or The Hunger Games and HarÂry PotÂter series, as stand-ins for disÂturbÂing present realÂiÂties.
You may have also encounÂtered recent refÂerÂences to litÂerÂary specÂuÂlaÂtive ficÂtion like William Gibson’s The PeriphÂerÂal, MarÂgaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale, Olivia Butler’s ParaÂble series, and Philip K. Dick’s Radio Free AlbeÂmuth, the first novÂel Dick wrote before VALIS about his supÂposed reliÂgious expeÂriÂence. DraftÂed in 1976 but only pubÂlished posthuÂmousÂly in 1985, DickÂ’s preÂscient novÂel takes place in an alterÂnate U.S. (like The Man in the High CasÂtle), in which paraÂnoid right-wing zealot FerÂris FreÂmont, a Joseph McCarthy/Richard Nixon-like figÂure, sucÂceeds LynÂdon JohnÂson as presÂiÂdent.
There is no point in dwelling on the ethics of FerÂris FreÂmont.… The SoviÂets backed him, the right-wingers backed him, and finalÂly just about everyÂone… FreÂmont had the backÂing of the US intelÂliÂgence comÂmuÂniÂty, as they liked to call themÂselves, and exiÂgents played an effecÂtive role in decÂiÂmatÂing politÂiÂcal oppoÂsiÂtion. In a one-parÂty sysÂtem there is always a landÂslide.
The stiÂfling totalÂiÂtarÂiÂan conÂtrol FreÂmont exerÂcisÂes is very much a hallÂmark of dystopiÂan ficÂtion. But does Dick’s novel—set in an alterÂnate present rather than a frightÂenÂing future, and with an alien/supernatural invasion—qualify as dystopiÂan? What about HarÂry PotÂter, with its fairy tale intruÂsions of the magÂiÂcal into the present? The TED Ed video at the top, narÂratÂed by Alex Gendler, sets flexÂiÂble boundÂaries for a catÂeÂgoÂry we’ve mostÂly come to assoÂciate with prophetÂic, futurÂisÂtic sciÂence ficÂtion, and offers a broadÂly comÂpreÂhenÂsive defÂiÂnÂiÂtion.
The word dystopia, a Greek coinage for “bad place,” dates to 1868, from a usage by John StuÂart Mill to charÂacÂterÂize the indusÂtriÂal world’s moral inverÂsion of Sir Thomas More’s Utopia. That word, Gendler points out, is a term More inventÂed to mean either “no place” or “good place.” Gendler dates the emerÂgence of the dystopiÂan to Jonathan Swift’s satire Gulliver’s TravÂels, a book, like HarÂry PotÂter, set in an alterÂnate present feaÂturÂing many monÂstrous intruÂsions of the fanÂtasÂtic into the real. Unlike the boy wizÂard’s saga, howÂevÂer, the monÂsters in GulÂlivÂer serve as alleÂgories for us.
Swift, Gendler argues, “estabÂlished a blueÂprint for dystopia.” His LilÂliputians, BobÂdÂingÂnaÂgians, Laputions, and HouyÂhnhnÂms all repÂreÂsent “cerÂtain trends in conÂtemÂpoÂrary sociÂety… takÂen to extremes.” In latÂer examÂples, the form conÂtinÂued to reflect the perÂniÂcious thought and sciÂence of the age: the extreme eugenÂics of H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine, the prison-like facÂtoÂry conÂdiÂtions of Fritz Lang’s film MetropÂoÂlis, the represÂsive hyper-ratioÂnalÂizaÂtion in YevgeÂny Zamyatin’s 1924 SoviÂet-based dystopia We, and the medÂical techÂnocÂraÂcy of Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World.
BorÂrowÂing libÂerÂalÂly from ZamyÂatin and comÂpetÂing with HuxÂley, George Orwell’s 1984 set a new stanÂdard of verisimilÂiÂtude for dystopiÂan ficÂtion, starkÂly remindÂing thouÂsands of post-war readÂers that “the best-known dystopias were not imagÂiÂnary at all,” Gendler says. The hisÂtorÂiÂcal nightÂmares of World War II and the folÂlowÂing Cold War dicÂtaÂtorÂships birthed horÂrors for which we can nevÂer find approÂpriÂate lanÂguage. And so we turn to novÂels like 1984 and Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s CraÂdle, both of which aptÂly show us worlds where lanÂguage has ceased to funcÂtion in any ordiÂnary comÂmuÂnicaÂtive sense.
PerÂhaps one of the most-refÂerÂenced of dystopiÂan novÂels in U.S. politÂiÂcal disÂcourse, SinÂclair Lewis’ 1935 It Can’t HapÂpen Here, gave litÂtle but its title to the popÂuÂlar lexÂiÂcon. “Lewis,” writes AlexanÂder Nazaryan in The New YorkÂer, “was nevÂer much of an artist, but what he lacked in style he made up for with social obserÂvaÂtion.” The novÂel “enviÂsioned how easÂiÂly,” Gendler says, “democÂraÂcy gives way to fasÂcism.” The criÂsis point comes when the peoÂple want “safeÂty and conÂserÂvatism again,” as RooÂsevelt observed that same year—a year in which “the promise of the New Deal,” Nazaryan remarks, “remained unfulÂfilled for many.”
The irony of Lewis’ sceÂnario is that those left behind by RooÂsevelt’s poliÂcies are those who sufÂfer most under the ficÂtionÂal presÂiÂdenÂcy of authorÂiÂtarÂiÂan SenÂaÂtor Berzelius “Buzz” WinÂdrip. MeanÂwhile, the more comÂfortÂable conÂsole themÂselves with holÂlow denials: “it can’t hapÂpen here.” Extreme ecoÂnomÂic inequalÂiÂty and social stratÂiÂfiÂcaÂtion have been an essenÂtial feaÂture of clasÂsiÂcal utopiÂan ficÂtion since its first appearÂance in Plato’s RepubÂlic. In the modÂern litÂerÂary dystopia, the sciÂence, techÂnolÂoÂgy, and politÂiÂcal mechÂaÂnizaÂtion that philosoÂphers once celÂeÂbratÂed become implacaÂble weapons of war against the citÂiÂzenÂry.
For all the malÂleable boundÂaries of the genre—which strays into sciÂence ficÂtion, fanÂtaÂsy, surÂreÂalÂism, and satire—dystopian ficÂtions all have one uniÂfyÂing theme: “At their heart,” says Gendler, “dystopias are cauÂtionÂary tales, not about some parÂticÂuÂlar govÂernÂment or techÂnolÂoÂgy, but the very idea that humanÂiÂty can be moldÂed into an ideÂal shape.”
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
HuxÂley to Orwell: My HellÂish Vision of the Future is BetÂter Than Yours (1949)
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
I wonÂder if social media aren’t masÂsive forms of conÂtemÂpoÂrary Dystopia, at least to a large extent. MarÂketÂing too, as far as it creÂates a non-exisÂtent world of perÂfecÂtion and comÂplete satÂisÂfacÂtion.