After all, having debased, disgraced and dishonoured the straight line, the square and the cube, the onto-aesthetic taste of today seems to be much more curvaceous, rambling and feral; a derangement well-illustrated by the superimposition of the ludic Parc de la Villette on the post-industrial ruins of Baron Haussmannās original City of Blood (Claflin, 2008; Tschumi, 1994), or even by the sweeping loops of the railway system that Le Corbusier somewhat incongruously proposed for his otherwise rectilinear City of Tomorrow:
It is 9 am. From its four vomitories, each 250 yards wide, the station disgorges the travellers from the suburbs. The trains, running in one direction only, follow one another at one-minute intervalsā¦ . The station square is so enormous that everybody can make straight to his work without crowding or difficulty. Underground, the tube taps the suburban lines at various points and discharges its passengers into the basements of the sky-scrapers, which gradually fill up. Every sky-scraper is a tube station.
(Le Corbusier, 1947, pp. 193ā194).
Now, given the arrangement of the phrase civic spaces and desire, one may be forgiven for thinking that civic spaces should come first and desire second, as if the first-mentioned were our primary concern and the latter only insofar as it bears on the former: Civic Spacesāand Desire, as it were; where the āāand Desireā arrives belatedly as an afterthought or an after-effect, in keeping, perhaps, with the conviction that āman governs his feelings by his reasonā (Le Corbusier, 1947, p. 23). We could then begin to enumerate and explore all of the ways in which desire may come to affect civic space. But what is desire? Understood naively, desire is the desire of a subject (as cause, origin, agent, truth and measure) for an alluring object (real, symbolic or imaginary). Such a desire is always in excess (and therefore both luxuriant and gratuitous) of so-called āneedsā (i.e. necessities, use-values) on the one hand and so-called āwantsā (i.e. decencies, sign-values) on the other hand, even when the desirable Thing is lacking, like a sinkhole, and precisely because it is lacking, like an aporia. A more refined understanding of desire would regard it as an insatiable, interminable and self-referential process of prolongation and procrastination that perpetually differs and defers (i.e. desire desires desireānot satisfaction, not fulfilment, not attainment, not completion, each of which would be fatal to desire and anticlimactic; but perpetuation, augmentation and intensification), or even as the desire for conscious or unconscious recognitionāāthe desire for a desirerā (Lacan, 2014, p. 24), the ādesire for the desire of an anotherā (Macey, 2000, p. 95) and āthe desire of the Otherā (Lacan, 2008, p. 38)āthat necessarily entails anguish and misrecognition (in short, the desire for desire). However configured, desire would comeābelatedly, like a laggardāto affect civic space: from the inside out and the outside in. From the inside out in terms of specifically civic desires that find themselves expressed in civic space, such as those grandiose monuments and memorials that sprout up in public space, like Pyramide du Louvre, Arc de Triomphe de lāĆtoile and La Grande Arche de la DĆ©fense in Paris. And from the outside in in terms of all of those other desires that would find themselves āout of placeā, so to speak, in civic space, as evidenced, for example, by the proliferation of all manner of more or less petty prohibitions, such as against ball games, skateboarding, loitering and other incivilities (e.g. spitting, smoking, littering, urinating, honking, heavy petting and suchlike). By folding the inside out and the outside in, civic space and desire would be like the unfathomable, invaginated house in Robert Cooverās short story, Playing House:
Once there was a house, the storyteller continues, which was struck by a hurricane and turned inside out, the outside closed within it, its own dimensions infinite and unknowable at what was once the core, more like the edge. Those within moved out, which of course was further in, and there they built a new house looking out in all directions upon the inverted old. Over time, they enlarged the house and as they added rooms, the old house gradually backed away and faded out of sight.
(Coover, 2005, p. 65)
In short, given any civic space whatsoever, one could enumerate all of the desires that could sweep over it, whether civic or not, and consider how they may affect and be affected by one another. Such an encounter between civic space and desire would play out like the āpure machinic filiationā (Guattari, 2006, p. 180) of the alluring orchid and the perverted wasp, each de-territorialising and re-territorialising the becoming of the other through solicitation, penetration and transformation. (For example, what became of Place de GrĆØve following the arrival of the guillotine in 1792, and of the guillotine during its sojourn to Place de la RĆ©volution for the Reign of Terror or even during its confinement to the penal āHouses of Horrorā of Nazi Germany?) Naturally, some of these desires would sweep in from the side (i.e. from the realm of everyday life) or swoop down from above (i.e. from a would-be transcendent realm that would lord over everyday life), but many of these desires would surge up from below (i.e. from the āinfra-ordinaryā, as Georges Perec (1999) dubbed it). Beneath the paving stones lies the beach, as the famous revolutionary slogan from May ā68 poetically expressed the liberation of desire from under the yoke of capitalism and its stooges (teachers, parents, preachers, cops, bureaucrats, politicians, etc.); but beneath the beach lies the magma of the collective unconscious that periodically finds its mob expression: Civic Spaces (āand Desire), so to speak (Badiou, 2012; Bloom, 2012; Ross, 2008). I am reminded of James Cautyās A Riot in a Jam Jar (2011), a series of 1:87 scale dioramas of riotous moments and public order overkill displayed within upturned jam jars.
Now, while one may be forgiven for thinking that civic space should come first and desire second, one may also be forgiven for thinking the converse, since desire was obviously in play long before the emergence of civic space, and indeed long before the emergence of any civility whatsoever. Civic space would be the expression, the repression or the perversion of certain more or less primordial desires, such as topophilia (a love of place) or topophobia (a hatred of place), for example, which have echoed down the ages. Desire would then be under the cosh of civility and under the cloche of civic space, and civic space would be a space of domesticated desires: tamed and docile; enslaved and servile; law-abiding and customary; cold and drab. Whence the continual need to revivify civic space with statues and fountains, banners and bunting, and pomp and ceremony. But all of this will have been in vain.
Order and civility, then, would not so much flow from the outside in, dissipating in the fragmentary space of the utterly chaotic, but would rather surge from the inside out: atomistic, cellular and modular. Here as elsewhere, the Devil is in the detail: doors, windows, handrails, handles, baths, lighting, worktops, etc. Indeed, Flora Samuels (2007, p. 1) argues that nowhere is Le Corbusierās ādesperate attempt to create order in what he perceived to be a fragmented and chaotic world ā¦ better expressed than in the realm of detailā. Le Corbusierās buildings were equipped rather than furnished. For example, equipment for dwellingāsuch as sinks, showers, staircases and storageāenable a house to function as a āmachine for livingā. While many have since recoiled from such a seemingly cold machine, Le Corbusier warmed to its touch. And yet, such a space of quelled desire would no doubt remain haunted by the return of the repressedāwild, unbroken and unbridled desire. For when we speak of civic spaces and desire I wager that the first thing that is called to mind is a more or less violent outburst that shatters the ostensibly serene order of things, from the delirium of spirited haranguers on so many makeshift plinths to the uproar of riotous mobs surging through the streetsāalthough I would stress that these spasmodic outbursts are often conjured up and orchestrated by the state and...