Melodrama in the Communist Manifesto
When I first looked over the Manifesto it did not
strike me so much as melodramatic, but when I took a second look I realized
there was a lot to be said about the good and evil of the time period. One of
the first instances where I really felt the Manifesto shouted ‘Melodrama!’ was
on page 18 where they wrote:
“But not only has the
bourgeoisie forged the weapons that bring death to itself; it has also called
into existence the men who are to wield those weapons—the modern working
class—the proletarians.
In proportion as the
bourgeoisie, i.e, capital, is developed, in the same proportion is the
proletariat, the modern working class, developed—a class of laborers, who live
only so long as they find work, and who find work only so long as their labor
increases capital. These labourers, who must sell themselves piecemeal, are a
commodity, like every other article of commerce, and are consequently exposed
to all the vicissitudes of competition, to all the fluctuations of the market.”
Here I think we see a stark contrast between good and
evil; the proletariat, as a group of people who must basically sell their souls
to capitalism, are seen as the victim here while the bourgeoisie are disguised
as the capital. I think it’s interesting here to see how Marx develops his idea
that the bourgeoisie can only handle so much power before chaos arises and it
must start over. He starts small in this instance with this idea by saying that
because of the way the society has been set up by the bourgeoisie, they have
given the proletariat everything they need in order to rise up and take down
the bourgeoisie all together. So, all along the proletariat has had the power
and the means all along to rise up they just have not done it- this in itself
is melodramatic. If the victim/hero never changes, it makes sense then that the
proletariat wouldn’t rise up—it’s not in their nature, which isn’t changing.
Backtracking
now I want to look at page 17 where the authors of the Manifesto write: “Modern
bourgeois society, with its relations of production, of exchange and of
property, a society that has conjured up such gigantic means of production and
of exchange, is like the sorcerer who is no longer able to control the powers
of the nether world whom he has called up by his spells.” I think this relates
very much so to the point I made previously about the chaos that comes along
with a powerful bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie have created a society that is so
reliant on the means of production and on a world dominated by cities that now
those commodities are gaining too much power and cannot be sustained by the
crucial rural sector that has been cast aside. Here the melodrama lies in the
caricature of the bourgeois society as a powerful sorcerer—a supernaturally
endowed power. The supernatural component of this metaphor is so important in
how this article comes across as melodramatic; it paves the way for the
remainder of the article and makes it a point to the reader that there is
something unnatural and maybe dangerous about the modern market and the way in
which it is being controlled.
The last instance
I want to talk about is on page 21 where the authors are just summing up their
reasoning behind the villainy of the bourgeoisie. They say: “The development of
Modern Industry, therefore, cuts from under its feet the very foundation on
which the bourgeoisie produces and appropriates products. What the bourgeoisie
therefore produces, above all, are its own grave-diggers. Its fall and the
victory of the proletariat are equally inevitable.” This to me is the essential
truth that always comes out in a melodrama; this is the mic drop. The
bourgeoisie have dug their own grave, they have given the proletariat
everything they might need to rise up—even though they never have. That’s what
makes this situation melodramatic though, the proletariat (as a never-changing
character) will not on its own rise up because it does not see the position
that it is in. The proletariat think they are stuck in their place in society
without a way out…until a greater power comes along and endows them with the
strength to rise up, without them even knowing it. The development of modern
industry; the supernatural bourgeoisie butt kicker.