Ironically, the thing that we pose so much importance on, humanity, as the center of the universe, has been unconsciously devalued through the monopolization of the scientific institution. This idea reflects in the death of art, exemplified through the Martha Graham Institution. Once a prolific school of the arts, it has now become a creative wasteland. The expression of humanity becomes obsolete in a highly digitized, instantaneous, formulaic, and transactional society. Even mediums such as film making and video arts become arbitrary- there is no craft to it anymore, “anyone with a computer could splice together whatever they wanted…” (Atwood 96). There is no value in art with no process. Eerily resonant of today’s contemporary usage of AI integrating itself into creative industries such as music, film, and visual art, this begs the question of just how far we are from this reality of hyper-capitalist and mechanic ways of being. This process of mass producing creative capital goes hand in hand with how transactional art becomes. Elites ceased to invest in an institution that had no place anymore, “…endowment had been sought in more down-to-earth arenas…” (Atwood 111). What Jimmy describes as “contemporary arenas”, areas of study that can still make profit. Art is, in my personal conception, an exercise of humanness. Its why it cannot be replicated by a machine, there is something raw and breathing inside of it that makes it stand out. Its what makes it different from other areas of study; its not formulaic, structured, bounded to some kind of rule. To me, its the most genuine mirror, it comes out unformed, naturally. Despite what was said about more “down-to-earth” investments…
The base of this idea of humanity becoming transactional additionally appears in the tonality of Crake on the topic of love. Crake seems to embody this new genius-generation, cold to the emotionality or unconventional passions of humans. He describes love as an unnecessary phenomenon, a biological malfunction. He seeks, and as we know eventually conceives, this sort of impersonal reproductive cycle that eradicates even the possibility of something like unrequited love or heartbreak. This severe aversion to discomfort that you see in a lot of dystopian/futuristic depictions in media, (think of the Flintstones watching tv to exercise while still being able to lay in bed), dehumanizes people to the point of being complacent robots. The value of life is not as great as the push for progress and expansion. People are destroyed by it, murdered playing a lifeless puppet of experimental cosmetics, sanctioned into poverty and homelessness for “efficiency” (Happicuppa), exploited under this meritless fad of helpfulness, that, in actuality is marketing for an endless money grab.
Ive come to the understanding that Oryx’s sexually violent and traumatic history stems from this as well. This class struggle that sanctions large groups of peoples into poverty and famine was directly the cause for the village to allow a kind of man like that to take their children. It forces people to live in desperation. And this massive industry’s climate effects superimposed their isolation and dire situation, they were unable to feed themselves unless they sold their own children. Humanity, transactional once again. Furthermore, it’s horrifying to see how these sorts of structures are internalized. Oryx was conditioned from the age of eight to believe her value to be monetary, and that this was reliable, therefore more practical, than being loved. Crake sees love as an obstacle, a burden. It is the fault of those in power, not the village, the young students, these vulnerable peoples. They are essentially at the will of this brutalizing force, and, ostensibly, had to watch a world die in which they had no hands.