I spend a lot of time watching. It's to
the point of being aware of being several kinds of cliché. If you
look at enough personality surveys about introverts and extroverts,
inevitably you'll find, not unlike with horoscopes, some condition,
title, or description to identify with. Some researcher who's nailed
down how “out of place” you may feel in different social
situations, or your ability to be a solemn genius leering from the
corner. It is at once interesting and a chance to gain insight about
yourself, but also a chance to conceive of yourself very
impersonally.
I'm hoping to describe the apex of
being that infinitely-reducible cliché with individual choice and
personality. It seems like with vigorous academic study of systems,
it becomes really hard to blame any one person, even if upon being in
a room with them, you might be roused to punch them for their
culpability. Hating the sinner rather than sin if you will.
I'm going to deliberately refrain from
paraphrasing Democracy Incorporated by Sheldon Wolin as I'll sound
stupid, but reading it and combining the amount of time I've devoted
to movies and TV shows is sitting oddly in my head.
It seems like a common idea to blame
“the media” for something. The polarizing or surface scraping
stories. The lack of accountability. Sourcing things like Buzzfeed or
Twitter to bolster an argument or flame war. Even before the 24 hour
sounding chambers of bad ideas, it seems to me people were still
comfortable pulling things out of their ass. Right and wrong were no
more garnered by the evidence and history “back then” as they are
today. If you were a real news person, you had a reputation to
protect, there were less sources of information, but it's
significantly easier and in greater number the amount of sources
studying or reporting on all walks of life. Today it's different
means of taking in information, same (but more) metrics to evaluate.
With that in mind, how is it not your
fault for being misinformed? Yes, there is a ton of information. But,
if you can afford nothing else in modern society, is the internet not
it? And, I mean, libraries.
When you read political theorists and teachers one disappears from the land of individual choices. It's really hard to reconcile ideas about how power moves or consolidates when you can't point to the roles of the staggering number of active and passive players. Paradoxically, we don't conceive of ourselves as nodes in an “inverted totalitarian regime” even if our behavior would suggest that's what we are. More to the point, we don't know what an “inverted totalitarian regime” really is, including me, and I'm in the middle of a book about it.
When you read political theorists and teachers one disappears from the land of individual choices. It's really hard to reconcile ideas about how power moves or consolidates when you can't point to the roles of the staggering number of active and passive players. Paradoxically, we don't conceive of ourselves as nodes in an “inverted totalitarian regime” even if our behavior would suggest that's what we are. More to the point, we don't know what an “inverted totalitarian regime” really is, including me, and I'm in the middle of a book about it.
We try. The Daily Show and Colbert
consistently attempt to mock and undermine the ridiculous dialogue of
fear and self-justification. You can collect your corner of “real
media” with “actual truth” and “on the ground” reporting.
They're still trapped within a culture that's all but obliterated
what words are supposed to mean. The idea of connotation going the
way of Michael Bay. All the sordid details of environmental tragedy
or criminal acts are broadcast daily, to what end?
Because what does your responsibility
look like? I think one of the reasons I watch so much is because I
don't know what else I can really do. I've given myself the burden of
at least talking and reading about it, but I don't really believe
freezing my ass off in the street with a witty sign is going to
achieve something better. I've written to enough Congressmen and
gotten their bullshit responses. Do I own my current society by being
“passive-ish” in the same way that the money and policy makers
do? My gut says, not really.
Ideology becomes the air we breathe. If
you have the privilege of free time and the capacity to learn, then
you get to fulfill that cliché of “angry academic type” who
dreams of a world where we drop books instead of bombs. I can be as
self-righteous in my knowledge to think “above it all” as a
piddling religious type can condescend, and what do we each get for
our effort? A chance to die with different fingers pointed?
While words attempt to nail down
flowing ideas, before you've found new ones you'll reside under
familiar umbrellas. Outside of your deliberate consciousness to act
in any one moment, you'll float seamlessly into a category. “Poor
20-something male who loves Dave Ramsey and Tim Ferris.”
“Inappropriate comment maker who's too smart for his own good who
called school 'easy.'” “Tall 'alpha male' who's fought
significantly more battles in his mind and with his fingers than he
ever has in the street.” Sometimes it's a wonder what can be said
about you that spans beyond The Simpsons, South Park, and The Onion.
For my part, it almost seems “more
appropriate” or “more responsible” to just watch. The longer I
go without a job, the more I start to think about the staggering
amount of pointless and useless jobs. I would genuinely rather watch
hours of TV and movies than doing anything “labor wage-esc”
simply for a paycheck. I've never been part owner of any company I
worked for. I was never paid more for extra time or extra effort. I
want to own my effort, even if it's directed towards categorically
easy things. I don't blame me.
That's another symptom of making things
impersonal though. Your effort doesn't quite register as yours, or as
strongly as it might have in the past. Am I being molded by my
system? The complaints I had about school, the problems I encountered
in opening my business, the dwindling or unstable opportunities for
my working friends, all foretold as consequences of political forces.
One more echoed refrain to the sobering reminder of how much your
life has been dictated by that which came before.
And it's a fine line between
understanding that and excuse making. I'd rather own up to saying “my
heart's not in it” than to describe in too many details the world
that compels me to my basement. At the same time, I still recognize
what my effort is likely to amount to. I know that it's not just an
uphill battle, but someone's also greasing the hill. To get back into
the game or attempt to persuade other people to do so involves a lot
of canvassing the shifting field, at least for me. Running on sheer
enthusiasm and will is not sustainable.
I don't know if I'm any closer to
connecting my effort on the page to a kind of justified political
will and organization that creates nice changes, but I do know I'm
the only one at the plebeian level among my friends and cohorts who
frequently bothers to publicly share his impersonal complicity.
That's something right?
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