PREDATORY PINKIES, ETC
October 15, 2011
It seems to be national cancer month, cancer prevention presumably. This is the message spanning the media spectrum from the advertisements (mind-training) between innings during the Baseball playoffs to the pink ribbon logo attached to the “Music Choice” cable channel. One cannot hear Bach, Vivaldi, Rameau or Mozart without that little pink ribbon asserting its compassionate presence. It is as much a constant as the ads for Tax hotlines.
Of course it is not just baseball. Since the first weekend of October the football teams of the NFL have been sporting various pink accoutrements: cleats, gloves, the hand towels receivers stuff in their back pockets; and of course the ‘realistic’ commercials for SU2C with the ‘cute’ movie star in the simulated spontaneous fast food scene. Screen world makes pink ribbons ubiquitous; no doubt cancer soon will be cured and pink will become ever more stylish.
There are a few incongruities in this barrage of poignant, caring and, of course, practical messages. If anyone still has a memory… up to this month the pink ribbon logo seemed to be for the Mother’s Day Breast Cancer AWARENESS message that had baseball teams wearing pink gloves, cleats, and ribbons and using pink bats. March, one thought, was national woman’s month though those truly aware know that every month belongs to WOMAN in this enlightened era. Now it seems that October also has been claimed. True, they say it’s for cancer generally, but is not the pink ribbon already lodged in what passes for brains as the pictograph meaning ‘breast cancer’? Does pink not connote women or, specifically, girls with pink rooms, laces, ribbons, clothes, tattoos, etc? It does.
So is the conditioning and training to engrain the message, using professional athletes, rich macho types, that the top men wear pink? Could this message have something to do with a gender-confusion and de-population agenda? Disordering people this way makes them easier to manage. If you have not yet read the prophetic dystopian novel that treats this century-old agenda, do so. The Furies are here.
Could it be that the managers of the game and writers of the script want men to ‘embrace their feminine side,’ to “be a little twisted” as goes the motto of a brand of tea? Could there really be a culture where men pretend to be ‘twisted’ in order to get jobs and promotions? Surely that’s only in grumpy dystopian novels. Surely our culture has not steadily feminized the nature of male identity for about two centuries since the ‘cult of sensibility’ made waves and Aphrodite stepped ashore as Mother Nature...
The thing is, -- if our government and distinguished Foundations and corporations really wanted to stamp out cancer they would fund it like they fund the Super Bowl or those wars in which depleted uranium is widely used resulting in terrible incidences of multiple cancers. The pharmaceutical industry grows, “Health Insurance” grows ever more costly (for less medicine and health), and cancer keeps claiming victims as the compassionate Nanny State increases the frequency, presence and volume of its messages about prevention and donation. It’s saturation bombing of the target audience.
Truth is to be found in many places and colors. A science magazine nearly all of whose editors and section heads are female and implicit wearers of pink ribbons just like professional athletes reports an interesting mathematical study regarding transnational corporations. Astonishing as it may be to some people, a mere .03% of corporations control 40% of the monetary value of international commerce.
The illustration with the article is an intriguing universe with a dense cluster of stars near its ‘knot.’ “Take a few steps back” to look at the picture of this galaxy of wealth transfers, says one scientist “and it’s all flowing into the same few hands.” Amazing: all this concentration and centralization in this wonderfully diverse and democratic world of ours: it seems to be organized and directed by “an aristocracy of understanding and purpose” after all. And if the purpose is malign, who are you, serf, -- field beast, to complain? Just send a donation to the pink ribbon people or stand accused of wanting everyone to die of cancer as if you were a member of some callous and genocidal elite…
If only one could compel the officials in charge to do an honest recount of the NH primary ballots and demonstrate that Ron Paul got 14% of them, and if only he was President and ran the nation, like all Presidents do, then we would be free at last. As it is we may have to ‘choose’ between a hologram and Mustapha Mond, a former ‘Republican’ Governor from the oldest and weirdest State in the Union. One of these will be the face for the machine, elected pictograms; façades of power.
These masks are made for a postmodern economy, for the selling of attitude, style and emoticon passion. With every political emission, “imprinted merchandise” is fashioned and sold online. “The goal is to capture an immediate moment before it fades from the political conversation [sic] and to capture consumers with the attention span of a mouse click.” The key words are “capture” and the transient, mouse-like attention span. This is the society of twittering and clicks, the post-human society that will lay down for post and trans-humanism. Already the image weaving of technology has given the elites FMGHI ™, facilitated management of generic human inventory. It’s not to laugh…
While the faces grimace, emitting noise and trinkets that facilitate hypnosis, the drug wars in Mexico persist. Is it the climate, the cuisine or some other feral influence, flying saucers, perhaps, or subventions suavely transmitted by the elite .03% and the government agencies and personnel who lobby for them? We are not supposed to think about such things. Just consider all such matters as another plane crash, flood or disaster movie. Reality TV is the model for reality now; what is real, anyway? Idealism has passed from the dogma that “it’s all in the mind” to ‘it’s all on the screens.’
History, what was that? “Whisk, whisk,” says Mustapha Mond and it is distorted like a cloud in the wind of distraction and then buried, like books or human bodies in the swamp of forgetting, a.k.a. postmodern education. A scholarly organization that strives to defend the canon and records its dismantling reports that in 1964 all top fifty Universities in the nation had two-semester surveys on Western Civilization or required courses in Great Literature and philosophy to give young citizens a grounding in their tradition, a rooted sense of where they stood. But the West’s hybrid and fissionable quality has produced the attitudes and theories of which postmodernism is the last; popularized and mediated by the distraction machine it whirls history into a slurry of sound bites and bytes from hand-held electronic devices streaming an alternate world of glitzy trash. Today, NONE of those fifty Universities requires grounding in the classics of the West. Instead we have the new multicultural and global reality connoted by the cover of my most recent Alumni magazine. It features four twenty-something coeds, three minorities and one ‘white’ person, female of course, arms crossed on her breast and bearing an assured, empowered grin.
There also is an engaging article with nice illustrations on Alexander Hamilton and his work in setting up “America’s first federal budget, central bank and tax system…” It is nicely researched and the period engravings, sketches and photos do cut across the grain of contemporary forgetting. The dutiful researcher also notes several critiques of Hamilton like Jefferson’s cautionary letter to Washington that Hamilton was “a man whose history [shows] a tissue of machinations against the liberty of the country.” John Adams offered an even more biting assessment. But, heck, Hamilton was the future. Columbia now costs about sixty grand a year when in 1964 it was less than two thousand: but the games must go on. Today we all are pretty in pink; it’s the new national logo. Even the Eagle, soaring over Afghanistan must wear it, covertly perhaps. “But she has no great tenderness, even in her best of moods…”
fight song is “Oh, Who Owns New York”: if memory serves,
the University once was sited at and for a long time owned Rockefeller
Center. This recalls that study about concentration in the financial
world. The nexus of finance, education, press-media and powerful government
agencies is a powerful class, what Lord Milner termed, “an aristocracy
of understanding and purpose.” Education in the new reality
is handled by the media even more than by psychologists as old-time
writers like Alice Bailey anticipated though it is true that the media
is largely applied psychology. In any case, during the baseball playoffs
a network carries teasers for a TV-drama about a young Columbia Doctor,
a young woman who in leisure hours cruises bars for hot hunks.
One evening, so goes the teaser, she picks up a killer so there are two different predators, one seeking sex, the other playing for keeps in a postmodern “Convergence of the Twain.” Even had she been wearing a pink ribbon, the end would have showed the same villains and victims and added to the culture of temptation and terror.
Nietzsche wrote perceptively on education. Substitute the word “public” for “higher” in this comment and note that we have arrived at the terminus he identified: “What is the task of all higher education? To turn man into a machine,” or one might add, into a servant of a machine including the machines that are bureaucracies. How is this servitude created: “Man must learn to feel bored [and] who is the perfect man: The civil servant.” The perfect civil servant is a woman and the trends that transfigure gender in our civilization drive toward this pink sterility. The potency of Ouranos becomes Aphrodite the ditzy but irresistible enchantress. Spengler also wrote that men would serve their machines as society regressed and “the spindle side” regained its primeval dominance: ‘a woman rides the beast’ indeed...
One can sense that even if one is stupid, bored or uneducated. “The right to stupidity” is “encountered among all classes” in “The Age of Work.” Who is more obtuse than those who swear by the holy writ of the New York Times, CNN, or, in exceptional cases News Corp’s WSJ or FOX news?
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Meanwhile the image-machine distracts the ‘informed’ multitude by ‘contests’ between Perry and Herman (“a top tier contender for the GOP nomination”) and George and Michelle and who knows what other ‘conservatives’ for a day. On the glittering facets of the distraction machine they rise and pass away like bubbles on a stream, sparkling, bursting, borne away... One can be sure that anyone who approaches the magic circle has had the conversation and understands the rules of the game. The first rule is not to divulge that it is a game: the Emperor’s new clothes are very stylish. Thank you and pass the gravy, the bowl with the pink ribbon, please.
Eugene Narrett’s recent book Culture of Terror: The Collapse of America, on Amazon.
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For an example see the Boston Globe, 10-09-2011, C1, front
page of sport section, color photo above the fold.
2. Anthony Burgess, The Wanting Seed (1962; W.W. Norton 1996 re-issue)
3. “Financial World Dominated by a Few,” Rachel Ehrenberg, Science News September 24, 2011, page 13
4. “The Candidates supply the Quips, the Trinkets Follow Immediately,” Elizabeth Williamson, The Wall Street Journal, 10-12-2011, A1, 6.
5. Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (1932; Harper 1946, etc), chapters 2,3, 17.
6. NAS Update, the Newsletter of the National Association of Scholars, Vol. 19, #1 (Princeton, NJ), 7
7. “Celebrating Our Students,” David McKay Wilson, Columbia College Today, Fall 2011, cover and 22-29
8. “Harlem,” Jonathan Gill, CCT op cit, 42-7; the article offers a brief history of colonial Harlem & Hamilton.
9. See Nathaniel Hawthorne’s comments on the sanctimonious and predatory solicitude of the Federal Eagle in his autobiographical introduction to The Scarlet Letter (1850), 3rd paragraph.
10. Thomas Hardy, “The Convergence of the Twain” 1912-13, a poem on the ironic union of the Titanic and the iceberg in a wreck of human pride and modern marriage.
11. Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, “Expeditions of an Untimely Man” section 29 (Penguin 2003, translated by R. Hollingdale, Introduction by Michael Tanner), 95.
12. Ibid section 30
13. “Cain, New to the GOP Top Tier…” Jonathan Weisman & Neil King Jr., The Wall Street Journal, 10-12-2011, A7; Herman, adding piquant color to the tier had an executive position at a pizza Company. If his ‘spontaneous’ “surge in the polls” lasts no doubt it will be analyzed by Luntz’s pulsometer in a peanut gallery of ‘real’ people.