ABSTRACT

As I encountered these texts on endless reels of microfilm, it seemed as if I were watching unfold the unmediated anxieties of a culture afraid of texts. The authors betray an emerging, chilling self-awareness. They accept credit as inescapable, but articulate the crux at the heart of emergent capitalism: credit necessary to sustain trade exacts the price of diminished apprehension. To engage in a market . . . was to accept a phenomenon implicating reading in uncertainty.3