The MAGA rank-and-file’s jubilant acquiescence to the passage of the BBB — a policy apparatus whose immanent effect will be the physical liquidation of thousands of Trumpniks and the destruction of so many of its petit-bourgeois businesses — signals the deterritorialization of desire into a new totalitarian machinic assemblage. This new MAGA desiring-machine above all produces death as jouissance: Thanatos as ecstatic political form.

We are no longer dealing with the classic fascist economy of signs and spectacles; rather, we confront a necropolitical orgy of self-annihilation, enthusiastically embraced by a populace whose libidinal economy has been wholly subsumed into a simulacrum of sovereignty. What we witness here is not false consciousness but an inverted will to power: the ecstatic embrace of one's own immiseration as the final proof of authenticity.

For the plutocratic class that sat behind Trump at his inauguration this proliferation of suicidal intensities may still seem like effective instrument for disciplining the democratic impulse. But capital may soon discover that a body without organs animated by death-desire is ungovernable — even unprofitable. Thanatos, after all, produces no dividends.

And yet, Trump himself, ever the perverse entrepreneur of symbolic excess, retains his singular potency before the MAGA masses precisely in his spineless positionality: his ideological fluidity represents the cunning of the shopkeeper-become-sovereign, a plasticity that seduces the technocapitalists into thinking they can puppeteer what is, in fact, a metastasizing sovereign void. Ask Musk: he thought he was buying a toy; instead, he inherited a black hole.

The biggest question tis whether capital will awaken to the suicidal vector of its alliance with this death-machine before it is too late — before the libidinal infrastructure of the entire order collapses into the abyss it has summoned?