Showing posts with label ANTI-THEATRICALITY AND POLITICS. Show all posts
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Tuesday, July 29, 2025

anti-theatricality and politics (a bit of a backblog)

"Can we return theater to the actual theater?"

Steacy Easton


All I know is that Donald Trump loves the drama and fighting and show.

He has nothing else in his life.

This fills him up until the next episode.

a commenter at New York Times


A second reading is to see Trump’s affinity for reposting fan art as Executive Cope. Here, the slop is a way for Trump to escape and imagine the world as he’d like it to be. In slop world, Trump is not embattled, getting screamed at by his supporters over what looks to them like a guilty cover-up on behalf of a pedophile. Instead, he’s arresting Obama. It’s pure fan fiction that depicts Trump having power in a moment when, perhaps, he feels somewhat powerless.

In this context, Trump’s Truth Social page is little more than a rapid-response account that illustrates a world that doesn’t actually exist: one in which POTUS looks like a comic-book hero, is universally beloved, and exerts his executive authority to jail or silence anyone who disagrees with him. This sort of revenge fantasy would be sad coming from anyone. That it is coming from the president of the United States, a man obsessed with retribution, who presides over a government that is enthusiastically arresting and jailing immigrants in makeshift camps, is terrifying.

.... The same explanation could be applied perfectly to Trump’s Truth Social posts over the weekend. Trump called for Senator Adam Schiff to be prosecuted. He appeared pathologically aggrieved—spending part of his Saturday night posting a detailed infographic intended to debunk the supposed “Russia hoax” from an election that happened almost nine years ago. (Propaganda experts say this is an attempt by Trump and his administration to rewrite history.) He posted a fake mug shot of Obama. And, on Sunday morning, he pecked out a 103-word message congratulating himself on his first six months in office. Rage, paranoia, pettiness, and desolating selfishness: Trump appears consumed more and more by an online world that offers him the chance to live out the fantasy of the unilateral power and adulation that he craves.

Talking about Trump and social media is complicated because, unlike most users, Trump can post ridiculous things, transform news cycles, and force the world to react to his posts. But lately, his posts are not having the desired effect. It’s possible that what observers witnessed this weekend is a tipping point of sorts. Trump’s posts, instead of influencing reality, suggest that the president is retreating from it entirely.

Charlie Warzel, The Atlantic


Attorney General Pam Bondi didn’t just go on Fox News in February to tease that Epstein’s client list was “on my desk” — she staged an elaborate piece of political theater in which right-wing influencers were handed binders at the White House that said “The Epstein Files: Part 1.” When the binders turned out to be a dud, an aggrieved Bondi sent an accusatory letter to Patel suggesting that evidence was being suppressed.

This month, the Justice Department and FBI officially determined that there is actually nothing more of significance to see. That makes their early behavior something of a puzzle. Who thought the administration would benefit from all the anticipatory playacting if it never had the goods? 

Washington Post


Gavin Newsom laughing laughed at Trump’s social media post that seemed to criticize his own administration’s immigration raids on farm

“This is what he does: he creates a problem, and then he tries to be a hero in his own Marvel movie”, Newsom said. “He initiated those raids. He significantly increased the scale and scope of those raids. That’s why he wants the National Guard.”


“Even fans of the president’s theater can get sick of endless drama,” 

- New York Post


Adam Curtis, talking up his new documix, Shifty

Because a new kind of politician rose up, bred in the swamp of distrust. They saw that playing bad in an over-the-top way would give you a great deal of power. Because in a world of disenchantment, where no one believed that politicians could be good, being bad meant you must be authentic. I give you Boris Johnson, Nigel Farage and Donald Trump: pantomime villains who are locked together with us in a feedback loop of shock-outrage-badness repeating endlessly

Outside this theatre, really bad people do really bad things – but we are distracted by the pantomime. Meanwhile, the classes that once made up society fractured. The liberals turned on those who voted for Brexit, using with one voice the word Amis had spat out 30 years before: “stupid”.



Jeff Sharlet thread on Bluesky I think

"The Right has theater. The left has critique." That's Avgi Saketopoulou, a radical psychoanalyst, scholar, & I think it concisely expresses so much of how we got here. The Right presents spectacle; the "left"--shorthand for a range--prides itself on seeing through it. 1/

It feels good sometimes to be smarter than the other guy, but remember high school? Being able to critique the cultural dynamics of football didn't make as many friends as being able to play football. We can deride spectacle, but the longing for "theater" is real. 2/

The Right has theater, the left has critique--scholars, takes, "strongly-worded statements." The Right has masked men w/ guns who look like a movie. We have condemnation. But what if we had theater? Better theater? 3/

One strand of though holds that "meet fire with fire"--aka tit-for-tat--is the spectacle the left needs to combat the Right's theater. They've got armored HYDRA operatives? No problem, we've got Bane from Batman on top of car. Touché! Or...  

I'm not looking for a fight right now. If you feel certain that's the spectacle that's needed, godspeed. I don't feel any certainty about my view. But as a spectacle-critic--that's a lot of my work--that seems unpromising. If the "image" is "violence," the house--the state--always wins. 5/

Problem is, not much of the "left"--broadly speaking--engages with the the theater of the Right, so they don't know that while it's big move is violence, it's also heavy on sentimentalism. And that's where it's weakest. When people who hate vulnerability try to play vulnerable, it's shaky. 6/

For context, I'm thinking of Lionel Richie's "Hello" played at Trump rallies, Fox News' heavy investment in "human interest," the appropriation & weaponization of veterans' genuinely disproportionate suffering as, paradoxically, a rightwing truth.

That's the theater of the Right's version of tenderness. My uncertain argument: The left *at best* could meet the Right tit-for-tat in terms of spectacle of strength or "violence," but probably not even close. But when it comes to tenderness, we can make the better theater, because it's true. 

It's the brilliant @jeanguerre.bsky.social's column on videos made by families of those abducted by ICE that helped me think thru this. If you haven't seen the videos she links to, please consider watching. Be prepared for watery eyes. 


Maria Bustillos:

Oh but the left has theater, the best there is: Power to the People

The problem is every time the left takes the stage, the oligarchs close the theater.


Dream: Re-imagining Progressive Politics in an Age of Fantasy 

by Stephen Duncombe 

From an acclaimed, original observer of media and culture: how we can draw upon popular fantasies to create an alternative politics through imagination and spectacle - a twenty-first-century manifesto for the left.

What do Paris Hilton, Grand Theft Auto, Las Vegas, and a McDonald's commercial have in common with progressive politics? Not much. And, as Stephen Duncombe brilliantly argues, this is part of what's wrong with progressive politics. According to Duncombe, culture and popular fantasy can help us define and actualize a new political aesthetic: a kind of dreampolitik, created not simply to further existing progressive political agendas but help us imagine new ones.Dream makes the case for a political strategy that embraces a new set of tools. Although fantasy and spectacle have become the lingua franca of our time, Duncombe points out that liberals continue to depend upon sober reason to guide them. Instead, they need to learn how to communicate in today's spectacular vernacular.  not merely as a tactic but as a new way of thinking about and acting out politics. Learning from Las Vegas, however, does not mean adopting its values, as Duncombe demonstrates in outlining plans for what he calls "ethical spectacle."


book published in 2007 




The tepid theatrics of Trump’s parade
by Carolina A. Miranda
For once, the showman president was the audience, not the performer.

With a president who was once a reality TV star and who, in news headlines, is frequently likened to a “showman” and “performance artist,” living through the Trump era is a bit like inhabiting an immersive theater 24 hours a day. On official Defense Department channels, Secretary Pete Hegseth posts cinematic photos of himself working out with troops, playing the role of enlisted everyman. Homeland Security Secretary Kristi L. Noem appears at raids staged by Immigration and Customs Enforcement in tactical gear, acting the part of a front-line soldier. And of course there is the content maker in chief, Donald Trump, who turns everything he touches into theater, be it signing executive orders — onstage after the inauguration! — or transforming his office into a simulacrum of a golden palace.

Now add to the theater the tepid military parade held on Saturday in D.C., an event that began as a way to celebrate the Army’s 250th anniversary but was inflated to satisfy Trump’s ravenous appetite for show business — with tanks, jeeps, helicopters, horses, parachutists, robot dogs and thousands of soldiers. (The event landed on the president’s birthday, after all.) Yet, in this highly choreographed stunt, which provided the absurd sight of a president who never served saluting troops as if he were Gen. George S. Patton, Trump missed his mark — by a mile.

Theatrics in politics are intended to distract from reality. Hegseth might do a photogenic burpee, but he has done little to contend with quality-of-life issues affecting service members, such as housing, according to Military.com. What’s more, the Defense Department budget is running three months late. About a week before Trump’s parade, thousands of veterans descended on D.C. to protest proposed cuts to a separate agency, the Department of Veterans Affairs, which will affect, among other things, the quality of health care they receive. In Trump’s speech on Saturday, he described soldiers as “our most precious resource” — yet his policies would make it harder for low-income vets and their families to access benefits such as food assistance.

The performative posturing is accompanied by genuine violence. Noem’s notorious ICE raids are spectacles of aggression featuring unidentified masked men in tactical gear popping out of unmarked vans to seize not violent criminals but farmworkers and roadside flower vendors. On Sunday, heavily armed ICE agents showed up at an L.A. area swap meet looking as if they were entering the battles of Fallujah. It has been a theater of cruelty designed to strike fear in the hearts of immigrants and perhaps in dissenting members of government, too. Last week, when Sen. Alex Padilla (D-California), who sits on a Senate subcommittee tasked with overseeing immigration functions at DHS, tried to ask Noem a question at a news conference, he was thrown to the ground and cuffed by men in FBI vests. A (gaslighting) statement issued by DHS after the incident described Padilla’s appearance as “disrespectful political theatre” — with the word “theater,” curiously, spelled in the British style.

Trump’s parade — because let’s be real, it became his parade, whatever the intentions of the Army — likewise offered a dystopian split screen between idealistic reverence for the military in D.C. and images of the National Guard and Marines stonily guarding federal sites on the streets of Los Angeles, where I live. This is an immigrant city that has historically rejected Trump’s nativist policies, and the military was deployed over the objections of California’s governor to help quell anti-ICE protests in a few square blocks of downtown. It has been a deployment that has brought tension — not to mention irony worthy of “Veep”: The first person detained by the Marines after they arrived was an Army veteran.

Each of these elaborate performances is targeted at a specific audience. Hegseth perpetually plays the character of red-blooded enlisted guy for the “Fox & Friends” flock. Noem and her ICE raids deliver action-movie levels of violence to the White nationalist base. Trump’s parade was purportedly designed to play to the nation at large in advance of the country’s 250 years of independence — not to mention to other global superpowers, since a military parade invariably conveys military might. “We have the greatest missiles in the world,” the president said on NBC’s “Meet the Press” last month. “We have the greatest submarines in the world. We have the greatest army tanks in the world. We have the greatest weapons in the world. And we’re going to celebrate it.”

As The Post reported earlier this month, the celebration, in its early stages, was conceived as a relatively demure affair on the National Mall. When the Army filed a permit application last year for an anniversary celebration, while Joe Biden was still president, the plans included the participation of some 300 soldiers and civilian personnel, as well as a concert by the U.S. Army Band. As part of the proceedings, four cannons would be fired. The scale of the event, however, ballooned under Trump — who’d been itching to stage a military parade since his first term in office, after attending a 2017 Bastille Day parade in Paris.

Appetite for this sort of spectacle in the United States, a country with no strong tradition of military pageantry, however, was muted from the start. Jim Mattis, Trump’s first defense secretary during his first term, was reported to have said he’d rather “swallow acid” than stage a parade. And, though Trump now has a more obliging defense secretary, many GOP lawmakers opted to sit out the spectacle, as Politico reported last week. Crowds were also sparse. A viral clip on social media, captured by Scripps News correspondent Liz Landers, shows a pair of tanks squeaking along Constitution Avenue before half-empty stands.

Ultimately, the audience for this military parade wasn’t the nation. It was just Donald Trump. This marks a disconcerting inversion of typical political theatrics: Rather than Trump performing for the United States, the country was performing for Trump — at an estimated cost of up to $45 million. It’s the sort of action intended to keep a dear leader believing that he is wrapped in a mantle of glory. Call it a Potemkin parade, after the fake villages reportedly created by a Russian nobleman to impress Catherine the Great during her 18th-century tour of Crimea.

The Army, to its credit, did its best to keep the parade about the Army. An announcer delivered facts about its roots in the Revolutionary War and the ways its various units had evolved over time. There was also plenty of information about hardware. The Bradley Fighting Vehicle, named for Gen. Omar Bradley, we learned, “is fast, it is tough, and it is lethal.” But also part of the event were the rather jarring ads for sponsors including Palantir, Oracle and Ultimate Fighting Championship. And the interstitial films that played on jumbotrons behind the dais seemed to contain more footage of Trump than of any Army general.

Rather than Trump performing for the United States, the country was performing for Trump.
Things got truly bizarre about an hour into the event, when an Army band started playing instrumental covers of popular songs, including Heart’s “Barracuda” and Guns N’ Roses’ “Sweet Child of Mine” — which set a vibe that was part music video, part 1980s bar mitzvah. Though whoever chose the music clearly has a barbed sense of humor. On the set list was Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Fortunate Son,” a ’60s-era tune about rich kids getting out of fighting in Vietnam — which could have been written about Trump, the son of wealthy real estate developer who avoided that conflict after a timely diagnosis of bone spurs.

On television, the parade felt listless. As members of the Army Special Forces passed by, an announcer stated that the unit “is always combat ready, mentally and physically tough and prepared to fight our country’s adversaries.” Yet its march was an uncoordinated shuffle. Soldiers carrying drones looked like boys carrying toys. On the whole, the parade, wasn’t “America, hell yeah!” It was “America, okey dokey.” And it violated a cardinal rule of governing by theatrics, which is that the drama should be absorbing. Cut to the viral footage of Secretary of State Marco Rubio barely stifling a yawn. And, at the end, a speech by Trump lacking in oomph. As he declared, “We’re the hottest country in the world right now,” he sounded as if he was ready to nap.

Some commentators were relieved that the parade wasn’t a full-blown authoritarian display of goose-steeping troops and deadly missiles — a la Russia or North Korea. But you don’t have to go full-on dictator to put on a good parade. The Bastille Day parade in Paris features the remarkable sight of troops marching in perfect formation down the Champs-Élysées — including members of the French Foreign Legion in eye-catching historic uniforms that include leather aprons and axes. In my mother’s native Chile, the annual military parade features horsemen in historic Prussian-style uniforms, special forces in snow camouflage bearing skis, a large canine unit that includes dogs wearing helmets, and a mounted musical division that plays drums at full gallop.


Trump needn’t travel all the way to France or Chile, however, to find an impressive military spectacle. He could just pop over to Mexico, which every September puts on a truly epic Independence Day parade. Set in the Zócalo, Mexico City’s main square, it begins with the president saluting the country’s independence leaders from the balcony of the presidential palace with shouts of “¡Viva!” and is followed by the sort of extravaganza that makes Bastille Day look tame. A ginormous flag is raised and a military band plays — the drum corps’ instruments are encircled with golden fringe that quivers with each step. Afterward begins a procession of troops in a range of historic and contemporary uniforms, from peasant fighters wielding machetes to special forces in jungle camouflage. Also included is a large canine unit of Belgian Malinois featuring a troop of puppies in training. Puppies! Now, that is a show.

On Saturday, America got a far less inspiring production: a limp attempt at pageantry that felt more like a thin pantomime staged for one man. America, okey dokey.





New York Times piece on Trump versus Los Angeles on immigration

Trump often advances his goals through images, and the images his administration was producing in Southern California were as filmic as anything in Hollywood. There were the videos of men in balaclavas and unmarked vans swooping down on farm fields and garment factories, which drove protesters into the streets in and around Los Angeles. There were the images of federal agents facing off against the protesters with tear gas and pepper balls. There were images of demonstrators waving Mexican flags in front of burning cars, the backdrop for Trump’s pronouncement on Truth Social that a “once great American City, Los Angeles, has been invaded and occupied by Illegal Aliens and Criminals” and overrun by “violent, insurrectionist mobs.” He authorized administration officials to “take all such action necessary to liberate Los Angeles from the Migrant Invasion, and put an end to these Migrant riots.” And finally, here were the Marines, rolling into Los Angeles as if it were a foreign capital.

But the story the images from Los Angeles were telling did not always extend far beyond the frame. The undocumented immigrants swept up in the raids by ICE and other agencies in recent months, based on the limited data available, appear to be overwhelmingly without criminal records, not the violent invaders that Trump had conjured in so many speeches and all-caps Truth Social posts. And apart from more serious disturbances like blocked freeways and some damage to businesses, the rioting might have underwhelmed anyone who had been downtown after a Lakers championship victory; it was the sort of disturbance the Los Angeles Police Department was easily equipped — enthusiastic, even — to contain.

“This whole thing is Kabuki,” Gavin Newsom, California’s Democratic governor, told me. “There are some professionals here, some patriots,” in the military, he said. “They’re struggling under very difficult circumstances and recognize the absurdity of this.”

Still, something very real was happening amid all this unreality — a production that the president was intent on staging, one he seems keen to perform again. 

A week into the conflict he engineered, though, it was beginning to look as if Trump had miscalculated. After the cinematic clashes of the first few days, the protests generated few of the images that served the narrative of Democratic fecklessness and impotence. The theatrical harshness and ominous secrecy of the immigration raids, meanwhile, had forced Americans to confront their ambivalence about immigration.

Saturday, May 17, 2025

anti-theatricality and politics bonanza (Histriocracy is Bunk!)

On Trump's loopy Alcatraz-reopened fantasy:

When pressed on how he came up with the idea, Trump said he “was supposed to be a moviemaker,” alluding to silver screen depictions of the prison, which served as the backdrop for 1979’s “Escape From Alcatraz” starring Clint Eastwood and 1962’s “Birdman of Alcatraz” with Burt Lancaster.

Gone unmentioned in the Oval Office was a more recent Alcatraz film, a 1996 blockbuster called “The Rock,” which earned some $335 million and was mostly shot on location. David Weisberg, who co-wrote the screenplay, couldn’t believe what he was reading when he saw Trump’s plan.

Weisberg, who attended the premiere of “The Rock” on Alcatraz, said the prison “was a crumbling wreck 30 years ago,” and it was only through Hollywood magic that it was for one night transformed into a movie theater.

Asked if he thought his movie may have inspired the move, Weisberg laughed.

“It beggars my imagination that somebody would think this was a good idea,” he said. “I have no idea who put this idea into his head.”

from Washington Post


No mention of Boorman's incredible Point Blank here - which starts and ends at Alcatraz. Too arty and stylized maybe


Fake news but fit to reprint as it is all too plausible. 

Donald Trump’s presidency already feels like a reality show in many ways, but his Homeland Security Secretary, Kristi Noem, is reportedly taking it a step further. According to The Daily Mail, Noem is developing a reality TV series where immigrants will compete for a chance to earn US citizenship.

Per a 35-page pitch viewed by The Daily Mail, Noem has been working with writer and producer Rob Worsoff (of Duck Dynasty fame) on a new program called The American. The competition series would feature 12 immigrants arriving in America via Ellis Island before traveling across the country to compete in various challenges. The grand prize winner would be sworn in as a US citizen on the steps of the Capitol.

According to the pitch doc, proposed challenges include mining for gold in San Francisco, balancing logs in Wisconsin, rafting down a river in Colorado, and building a rocket for NASA in Florida.

A spokesperson for the Department of Homeland Security told The Daily Beast that the show’s concept is “in the very beginning stages” of the vetting process, and she denied that Noem is directly involved in its development. However, citing sources, The Daily Mail reports that Noem “supports the project and wants to proceed,” and “has been working for weeks to get such a project greenlit from Netflix or another streaming or cable service.”


Tariffic entertainment value

 I happened to be in northern Europe—Finland and Estonia—during the days of President Donald Trump’s operatic tariff gambit, from his opening announcement that the days when other nations “raped” and “looted” America were over, thanks to his semi-random assignment of duties to economies around the world, right through to his humiliating climbdown on Wednesday and the attendant relief on Wall Street. Obviously, the drama will continue; drama—as well as cruelty—is the point. But from this nearly Arctic vantage point the whole game looked especially, and painfully, bizarre. 

- Bill McKibben, The New Yorker


That's DOGEntertainment

The opening act of Donald Trump’s second term was defined by the theatrical dismantling of much of the federal government by Elon Musk and his group of tech-savvy demolitionists. Everywhere you looked in those first 100 days, it seemed, Musk’s prestidigitation was on display. Look there—it’s Elon in a black MAGA hat waving around a chain saw onstage at the Conservative Political Action Conference. Look here—it’s Elon introducing Fox News viewers to a teenage software engineer nicknamed “Big Balls” whom he’d hired to help slash the government. The performance had a certain improvised quality—pink slips dispersed and then hastily withdrawn, entire agencies mothballed overnight—and after a while, it started to feel like a torqued-up sequel to Trump’s first term: governance replaced by chaos and trolling.

But that version of the story misses a key character: Russell Vought.

Behind all the DOGE pyrotechnics, Vought—who serves as director of the Office of Management and Budget—is working methodically to advance a sophisticated ideological project decades in the making. If Musk is moving fast and breaking things, as the Silicon Valley dictum goes, Vought is taking the shattered pieces of the federal government and reassembling them into a radically new constitutional order....

McKay Coppins, The Atlantic


Ashley Parker, now at The Atlantic, on Trump’s Cosplay Cabinet and how the  president’s appointees often appear to be acting out a made-for-television version of their jobs rather than actually doing them.

In Donald Trump’s administration, Homeland Security Secretary Kristi Noem rotates through various costumes—firefighting gear for drills with the United States Coast Guard, a cowboy hat and horse for a jaunt with Border Patrol agents in Texas, a bulletproof ICE vest for a dawn raid in New York City. Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth posts photos of himself doing snowy push-ups with U.S. troops in Poland and deadlifting with them in predawn Germany. And FBI Deputy Director Dan Bongino spars with agents on the wrestling mats of Quantico.

In Bongino’s case, his run-in with a skilled jiujitsu instructor left him with a swollen right elbow. But such are the risks of Trump’s Cosplay Cabinet, in which his underlings perform near-daily tone poems to a certain type of MAGA masculinity, publicly pantomiming their professional responsibilities.

Noem, who has earned herself several dismissive, Mattel-inspired nicknames—“Border Control Barbie,” “ICE Barbie”—is perhaps the most conspicuous offender. She has been photographed behind the controls of both a Coast Guard boat and a Coast Guard plane, donned a helmet and Border Patrol fatigues for an ATV tour along the southern border, and posed in cargo pants and an ICE vest. In a social-media video, she wielded a tricked-out automatic rifle, the M4 muzzle disconcertingly pointed at the head of the agent directly to her left.

“I’m old school, but I don’t think our Cabinet Secretaries should cosplay as armed agents,” the conservative radio host Erick Erickson wrote on X above Noem’s video of herself with the poorly placed gun. “You’re a politician, not one of our heroes.”

When I called Erickson this week, he told me Trump’s subordinates understand that the president is “an image guy” who looks to surround himself with people who appear to be out of “central casting.” But, he said, looking the part on TV also serves a useful purpose for Trump—it “distracts the voters from: Is stuff actually going well behind the scenes?”

“It’s like hiring the guy who plays a doctor on Grey’s Anatomy,” Erickson told me. “You don’t actually want that guy to do your heart surgery. He’s an actor. You hire the people who sound competent because they use the polysyllabic words. But can they actually do the job?”

Trump, of course, may be the ultimate cosplayer. His quixotic political rise was fueled, in part, by Americans who knew him as a successful businessman, not through any of his actual business exploits (or bankruptcies), but through the high-flying mogul he played in their living room every Thursday night on The Apprentice.

During his most recent campaign, he sported various working-class costumes to troll his political rivals. In October, mocking then–Vice President Kamala Harris’s claim that, as a college student, she had spent a summer working at a McDonald’s, Trump tied on a navy-and-gold apron and served fries through a Philadelphia-area McDonald’s drive-through window. Later that month, in response to mumbled comments then-President Joe Biden made seeming to liken Trump supporters to “garbage,” Trump wore a neon-orange reflective vest and hopped into a white Trump-branded trash hauler in Green Bay, Wisconsin.

The ethos seems to have trickled down to his Cabinet secretaries and other top officials, whose public pronouncements and social-media posts sometimes give the impression that they view government work more as a game than as true public service. In 2022, Kash Patel, now the FBI director, shared a post featuring himself—chain saw in hand and “Bad to the Bone” thrumming in the background—lopping off chunks of a log emblazoned with images of alleged enemies, a group that included Biden, CNN, “Fake News,” and Representative Nancy Pelosi.... 

“It looks like a lot of them are sort of showing up at a government costume party in which they get to wear the costume of being the secretary of defense or the costume of being the director of national intelligence, but they don’t have the qualification for those roles,” Senator Sheldon Whitehouse of Rhode Island, a Democrat, told me. “Part of it is they know the point of entry to the costume party is you have to suck up ferociously to Trump every minute, and to get on his radar, images help. He likes the fake macho imagery, and so that’s just part of the deal.”


Stephen Marche (also at The Atlantic) coins a term: Histriocracy, rule by actors 

This is going to be great television,” Trump said at the end of Friday’s stormy session with Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky. It may as well be the motto of his administration.

It is a new kind of cultural revolution. Unlike the totalitarian regimes of the 20th century, which imposed ideology on their populaces by means of culture and entertainment, America’s current reality is the overturning of the political order by the country’s entertainers. The American culture industry has overwhelmed politics: Washington today can be understood only as a product of show business, not of law or policy.

The Trump administration has been consistent in its veneration of show business, if in nothing else. The president has put a WWE executive in charge of education, made a Fox News talking head his secretary of defense, installed a celebrity conspiracy theorist to lead the National Institutes of Health, handed control of Medicare to a TV doctor, and appointed a right-wing podcaster as deputy director of the FBI. Elon Musk is running government reform because he can live-post it. Dr. Phil accompanies ICE on raids. Trump’s Cabinet picks resemble the cast of a reality-television show by design: Trump understands, by instinct and through experience, that the line between entertainment and power in American life has effectively dissolved.

In his farewell address, President Joe Biden described the incoming administration as an oligarchy. He was mistaken. It is rule by performers: a “histriocracy.” Anyone who wants to understand what is happening in American politics needs to understand it on those terms.

Politics has become an offshoot of spectacle...  

He won a record percentage of Arab American votes, then appointed an ambassador to Israel who claims that “there is no such thing as Palestinians.” He enjoys fervent support among evangelicals despite the fact that his character is a living contradiction of every value they revere. These paradoxes would not be possible in a politics that selects the country’s leadership on the basis of ideas and character. They make sense if brute exposure determines who wins.

As the grand soap opera of this American presidency unfolds, displays of rage and wonder fill every moment: get-rich-quick schemes, rigged games, vengeful punishments. The audience is hurried from one hustle to another. The distinction between a con and a joke has blurred. The great circus showman P. T. Barnum prophesied the rise of Trump when he declared: “Let me furnish the amusements of a nation and there will be need of very few laws.” The connection between Robert F. Kennedy Jr. and John F. Kennedy is more than genetic. Norman Mailer, in his famous essay on the 1960 Democratic Convention, “Superman Comes to the Supermarket,” noticed a mysterious sadness that gripped the spectators, which made sense only when he saw the future President Kennedy in the flesh: “The Democrats were going to nominate a man who, no matter how serious his political dedication might be, was indisputably and willy-nilly going to be seen as a great box-office actor, and the consequences of that were staggering and not at all easy to calculate.” Trump’s Cabinet is the staggering consequence that Mailer could not calculate.

Ronald Reagan in the 1980s made the connection between celebrity and power even more explicit; he rose after a career in which perhaps his most famous role was starring opposite a chimpanzee. The “Great Communicator” told corny jokes and knew that television was everything. The Republican Party “won one for the Gipper,” as Reagan’s campaign slogan had it.... 

Rule by performers is distinct from autocracy. The ruling performers serve the narrative needs of their fans first and foremost. Policy will always be an addendum to the show.... 

The reality of rule by performers is profoundly disconcerting to American intellectuals’ self-conception of their government’s dignity. This is the message of the Kennedy Center’s takeover that the D.C. political elite has been so slow to register. If you think it’s a joke to have RFK Jr. in office, that’s the point. Jokes gather attention. Attention creates exposure. Exposure drives power. The greatest asset for any politician today is a bottomless narcissism that requires unremitting attention to satisfy.

.... Reality television and the WWE demand similar distortion-effect gymnastics [to Orwell's doublethink]; their audiences willingly suspend their disbelief and gladly accept events they know are artificial as real. The audiences come to political debate already prepared for the blurring of illusion and reality. “The public appears disposed to be amused even when they are conscious of being deceived,” Barnum understood, which is why they called him the “Prince of Humbugs.” In Trump, they have a king.

As forewarned, America has amused itself to death. Histriocracy is much less stable than traditional autocracy—wilder, more unpredictable. Turbulence is to be expected, as creating drama is the point of the government and the source of power.....  Under rule by performers, only one law is inviolable: The show must go on, until the curtain falls.

I like this coinage Histriocracy, and the way Marche lays it out is stark and clear...  and the sustained from start to finish theatrical tropes are nicely done. 

But, but as his own examples show (Reagan, JFK,), this fusion of television and politics is 65 years old! 

In that sense his analysis is lagging - not just behind Neil Postman's Amusing Ourselves To Death and Baudrillard.... not just behind Guy Debord ... but behind Daniel Boorstin and his 1961 book The Image, which was partly inspired by JFK's use of television in the 1960 Presidential campaign. Here's the bit on The Image from S+ A:

.... a widely-read analysis of what its author described as “the menace of unreality” creeping into every area of American national life and mass culture.  Written during the early days of John F. Kennedy’s administration, the book coolly appraised the new politics of photo ops and publicity stunts, which Boorstin caustically termed “pseudo-events.” Teeming with imagery of mist, fog, shadows and phantoms, The Image diagnosed a social-cultural malaise of “nothingness,” in which “the vacuum of our experience is actually made emptier by our anxious straining with mechanical devices to fill it artificially.”  Celebrities, which Boorstin famously defined as people “well-known for being well-known,” were nothing but “receptacles into which we pour our own purposelessness. ... ourselves seen in a magnifying mirror.” Media - in particular news and advertising—stoked excessive expectations for life and an insatiable appetite for stimulation, an unsustainable rate of novelty. So the void got filled with pseudo-events: opinion polls, political theater, photo ops, award ceremonies.  This fatal blurring of the border between true and false, real and artificial, had injected “a new elusiveness, iridescence, and ambiguity” into everyday life.  Paralleling the insights of the sociologist Erving Goffman in his 1959 book The Presentation of Self in Everyday Life, Boorstin wrote about the rise of the term “public image,” as used by everyone from entertainer-celebrities to corporations to the nation itself  (America’s projection of strength to other countries).... 


Even more on these histerical times from The Atlantic... Megan Garber on how "a century-old book foresaw Trump’s most basic strategy"

A century ago, in his classic book Public Opinion, the journalist Walter Lippmann laid out a bleak argument: One of the threats to the American experiment was American democracy itself. The work of self-government, Lippmann thought—even back then—asked far too much of its citizens. It asked too much of our minds.

Democracy is a task of data management; ours is premised on the idea that voters’ political decisions will be based on reliable information.... Public Opinion considers mass media and propaganda, and the role that emotion plays in political life. Lippmann observed the importance of media inputs well before media was part of the American vernacular. The information people rely on to do the work of citizenship—voting, arguing, shaping a shared future—is data. But those data are processed by notoriously fickle hardware. The data inform our brains’ impressions of the world: the images that Lippmann called “the pictures in our heads.” The pictures are subjective. They are malleable. And, perhaps most of all, they make little distinction between things that are true and things that are merely believed to be.

.... In February, responding to Trump’s ask-neither-permission-nor-forgiveness approach to presidential power, the New York Times journalist Ezra Klein published an essay titled, simply, “Don’t Believe Him.” The president’s strategy, Klein argued, is to perform a level of power he doesn’t have in the hopes that the performance might become, eventually, reality. Trump “has always wanted to be king,” Klein wrote. “His plan this time is to first play king on TV. If we believe he is already king, we will be likelier to let him govern as a king.”

This is absolutely correct. It is also an encapsulation of the problem that Lippmann foresaw. The president, a creature—and in some sense a creation—of television, is keenly aware of the power of images. He avails himself of the insight that Lippmann had years before the TV would become a fact of many people’s lives. And Trump knows how much is at stake. The pictures we carry around with us, in our mind’s ever-revolving camera rolls, are much more than representations of the world as we understand it. The pictures are biases, too. They are assumptions and expectations. They are like brands, in their way: ever expandable, ever expendable. They can be shaped by lies as well as truths. Human brains have a hard time telling the difference.

.... In the flurry, people can lose control of the pictures in their heads. They can lose control of themselves. “For it is clear enough,” Lippmann wrote, “that under certain conditions men respond as powerfully to fictions as they do to realities, and that in many cases they help to create the very fictions to which they respond.”

.... The word propaganda, in Lippmann’s era, had not adopted the negative connotations it carries today. It was a term of politics borrowed from Catholic practice: Propaganda shared a root with propagation and suggested the straightforward act of sharing and spreading the faith. In the 1920s, it meant something akin to what today we might call straightforward “publicity.” But Lippmann’s studies of psychology had chastened him. Our minds, for all their attunement to the nuances of the physical world—the subtle shifts in light, the micro-expressions that move on the faces of other people—are not terribly adept at perceiving those distinctions through the filters of airwaves and screens.

On the contrary, all the inputs people encounter, by choice or by circumstance—the news reports, the novels, the films, the celebrities, the radio shows, the billboards, the histories, the satires, the amusements, the truths, the lies—tend to end up in the same place. The inputs influence, then continually edit, the pictures in our heads. Those pictures might be accurate appraisals. They might be delusions. They are nearly impossible to categorize. They are also totalizing. “Whatever we believe to be a true picture, we treat it as if it were the environment itself,” Lippmann observed. The insight might seem simple: Of course we believe what we see. But the opposite is true as well: We see what we believe.

..... “I’m a very honest person, and I believe it with all my heart,” Trump said recently in an interview with my colleagues Ashley Parker, Michael Scherer, and Jeffrey Goldberg. He was responding to their questions about why Trump continues to insist, falsely, that he won the 2020 election. “I believe it with fact—you know, more important than heart,” Trump said. “I believe it with fact.”

This is the [Seinfeld character]  George Costanza principle at work. “Because I believe it” is neither a factual argument nor a legal one. But Trump is treating it as both. He is treating his preferred reality as the only one that can exist. He is behaving, in that respect, less like a president than like a king.... 

 “Facts don’t care about your feelings,” as the conservative commentator Ben Shapiro put it, is a good slogan, but it gets things wrong: The guiding principle of Trumpism is “Feelings don’t care about your facts.”


Jeff Nesbit of The Contrarian on the White House as news channel

Here’s a pop quiz. What’s the hottest new right-wing media outlet in America? Fox News? Newsmax? Breitbart News? One America News? The Tucker Carlson Show? The Megyn Kelly Show? The Free Press? Ben Shapiro’s Daily Wire?

Nope. It’s the Trump White House itself. You can read about it right on its new, daily propaganda web page called WHWire, which is modeled after the Drudge Report.

Right there at the top of the page Saturday night, featured prominently, is the pro-Trump headline from a mainstream news outlet that says exactly that:

“Trump’s White House is the hottest right-wing media outlet.”

The story behind that headlined featured at the top of WHWire is an Axios piece about how the Trump White House sets everything up. (Yes: From staged Cabinet meetings where senior officials on Trump’s team stretch the truth to breaking points to make their boss look good, to posters designed to become social media memes placed strategically at every event where Trump speaks, it’s all a set-up.)

So, what, exactly, is WHWire? This:

It’s unabashedly pro-Trump;

It parrots, borrows and steals whatever is available on social, digital and traditional media sites that say nice, fawning, or laudatory things about Trump, and;

It is a 24/7 headline-grabbing wire ticker that amps everything Trump does or says to max levels.

In short, WHWire is unfiltered propaganda that casts every utterance, every phrase, every executive order and every pronouncement as world-shaking news from the pinnacle of power in Trump’s White House. It is pro-Trump news on steroids.

“The White House is deploying its platforms and personnel in ways that often feel more like how a modern media company would operate than a national government,” the Axios author, Neal Rothschild, wrote. Trump’s WHWire took the Axios headline from that exclusive and emblazoned it across its new web page.

Sunday, March 23, 2025

anti-theatricality and politics : MAGlamA + K-pop

Interesting piece titled "In Your Face: The Brutal Aesthetics of MAGA" by Inae Oh at Mother Jones.  It's about plastic-surgery trends among Republican politicians - the rise of what's been called Mar-a-Lago-face.

She starts by looking at a piece of political theater from January 29, an ICE round-up of undocumented immigrants in New York. A clip of Homeland Security secretary Kristi Noem talking tough in the Bronx was widely circulated. "She wore a bulletproof vest and a baseball cap, but also dramatic makeup and hair coiled to show off a set of pearl earrings.... Noem would later tell CBS News that the raid was not about creating a 'spectacle''.... Here was a top-ranking Trump appointee asserting the absence of performance after a theatrical show of force. That Noem tagged along for the predawn crackdown in the full glam of a Real Housewife made the claim even more absurd."

Inae Oh notes that Noem is just one of a number of women - and the occasional man - who on entering Trump's orbit underwent "striking physical transformations as the boundaries that once delineated celebrity and political power fully disintegrate. The resulting look has since sparked satirical backlash online, with critics mocking “conservative girl makeup.” 

And then there's the cosmetic surgery, the veneers, fillers and Botox-style injectables.   "What distinguishes Mar-a-Lago face... is the aggressive, overt nature with which MAGA-ites seem to pursue it. “Over the top, overdone, ridiculous,” is how one New York plastic surgeon... described it"

It's a reversal of the trend for plastic surgery that is subtle and barely perceptible: here, you want the work done to be glaringly visible. "The aesthetic is, like Trump’s politics, ridiculously blunt."

Quoted in the piece, a professor of art history, Anne Higonnet, diagnoses the trend as "a sign of physical submission to Donald Trump, a statement of fealty to him and the idea that the surface of a policy is the only thing that matters... These women are performing a key part of Donald Trump’s whole political persona.”

Ronnee Schreiber, a politics professor, is also quoted arguing that the hyper-femininity reinforces the “norms and differences between femininity and masculinity....  It reaffirms the femininity of women even if they have power” in the form of a cabinet appointment, administrative power within the Republican Party, or an influential media position. (Although Laura Loomer went too far for even Trump in terms of her worked-over appearance).  The trend thus magically reconciles empowering ambition and  conformist submission in a grand American conservative tradition going back to Phyllis Schlafly.

Horrorshow graphic accompanies the piece, combining the fleshiness and the laceration into a single arresting image. The face shards themselves become the knives. 





The pleased-to-meat-you quality of this collage reminds me of this stuff Americans call "headcheese"  (what an offputting name!) and what we Brits know as "brawn" -  discarded meat bits suspended in jelly, like a paperweight you can eat. 












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Incidentally the writer Inae Oh has Korean ancestry and winds up the piece  with talking about her visits to hyper-capitalist South Korea, "the plastic surgery capital of the world and my parents’ birthplace. The faces of manipulated uniformity—double eyelid surgery, face-whitening injections, breast implants on laser-toned thin bodies—are jolting to witness. And at first, it’s almost funny; the absolute chokehold is weird to behold! But by the third or fourth day, the ambient sense that I am the odd one, even ugly, starts to creep in. Perhaps a quick visit to one of Seoul’s 600 plastic surgery clinics would fix things."

This inevitably reminded me of K-Pop, which I wrote about in S+A as a form of digi-glam:

South Korean group GLAM – it stands for Girls Be Ambitious - release their third single “In Front of the Mirror”. They’re just one of scores of K-pop acts whose sound mashes together elements of R&B, rap, and Euro club sounds. Video-wise, there’s a similar whirl of decontextualised signifiers: dance-moves and clothing and fetish-objects from skateboarding, Goth/emo, Disney, ballet, ghetto fabulous, dystopian science fiction, fetish wear, retro-vintage, and a dozen more style dialects.  Luxury rubs against the militaristic, American sports juxtapose with Japanese imperial uniforms.  Androgyny is a big element in K-pop – but only for the boys, whose already-perfect skin is digitally sanded to a ceramic glisten. The girls are as hyper-femme as Nicki Minaj’s Harajuku Barbie (probably inspired by K-pop or its Japanese counterpart, J-pop). Perhaps the most intriguing thing about K-pop’s cachet with a select bunch of Western hipsters is its lack of exoticism. Barely perceptible quirks of cultural distance creep in here and there, but for the most part it’s a mirror image of Britney and One Direction type pop, a simulation of a simulation of a simulation. Half-sweatshop, half sweetshop, South Korea’s audiovideo industry churns out the ultimate in digiglam:  eye candy /ear candy so denatured and ultrabrite it’s hard to hold onto the idea that there is a “real” behind the pixie-dust pixels flickering over your eyeballs. Watching G-Dragon or 2NE1 miniaturised on a phone or hand-held, it feels even more like transmissions from some fairy tale world.




Talking about "K-pop’s cachet with a select bunch of Western hipsters"

It struck me that getting into K-pop is really the crack stage of poptimism. 

You started with a few sneaky white lines of Spice Girls and Britney Spears.

Then you're freebasing all kinds of boybands and girlgroups hatched in the managerial lab, choreographed to within an inch of their lives.

And then crack - that is K-Pop.

And perhaps hyperpop (blank as it tries to be, there's meta-intent lurking in there behind the faces - it's simulation pop, there's that tell-tale whiff of art school). 

Whereas K-pop is art-less -  just a hard hard hit of plastic-surface thrill-power, purely mercenary in its motivations, and as devilishly targeting the pleasure centers as the makers of soft drinks and crisps engineering "bliss points" and super-crunch into their products. 

Just as cocaine users (and the same applies for most other drugs, to be fair) don't care about the means by which the powder reaches their nostrils...  narco-cartels and gang warfare, mules and exploited coca peasants, likewise your K-Pop addict doesn't think about how the sausage gets made (high-pressuresuicides, discarded lives). 

Beyond crack? That would be anime popstars that have no physical existence at all. Vocaloids and whatever AI is coming up with next. 

Make-up with no face behind it, motion retouching without anything there in the first place to retouch or tint .... 

It's less exploitative because there's nobody there to be exploited. 


 

Saturday, January 18, 2025

antitheatricality + politics (the return) - "performative imperialism"

I did say I wasn't going to track this kind of tropery anymore - but couldn't resist reactivating for this beaut of a phrase "performative imperialism", in re. Trump's annexatory theatrics toward Canada, Greenland, Panana, renaming Gulf of Mexico the Gulf of America....  

From an Atlantic piece by Jonathan Chait:  

"Since winning a second presidential term, Donald Trump has made a curious pivot to a kind of performative imperialism....  When an authoritarian-minded leader poised to control the world’s most powerful military begins overt saber-rattling against neighbors, the most obvious and important question to ask is whether he intends to follow through. That question, unfortunately, is difficult to answer. On the one hand, Trump almost certainly has no plan, or even concepts of a plan, to launch a hemispheric war. Seizing the uncontrolled edges of the North American continent makes sense in the board game Risk, but it has very little logic in any real-world scenario..... [But] we cannot simply assume that Trump’s most harebrained schemes will fizzle.

"An easier question to answer is why Trump keeps uttering these threats. One reason is that he seems to sincerely believe that strong countries have the right to bully weaker ones....A second reason is that Trump uses his international bullying as fan service for his base. The actual, concrete policy agenda of Trump’s presidency consists largely of boring regulatory and tax favors to wealthy donors and business interests—priorities that most of his voters don’t care about. Trump seems to grasp the need for public dramas to entertain the MAGA base.

"Spectacles of domination play an important role in Trump’s political style. “Build the wall” is the classic example: Trump never did build his “big, beautiful wall” along the length of the southern border, yet his fans don’t hold that against him, because the physical manifestation of a barrier on the southern border was beside the point. They thrilled instead to the idea of a wall as an expression of strength and defiance. When Trump would respond to criticism by saying, “The wall just got 10 feet higher,” he was performing dominance. The real wall was the threats he made along the way."

"There is little evidence that Trump is interested in any kind of practical deal [with Greenland]. He wants to menace allies.... Renaming the Gulf of Mexico isn’t even plausibly related to any economic or territorial objective. It’s pure symbolic bluster."

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So, kind of talk LOUDLY and carry no stick at all?

I am amazed that nowhere in the analysis or commentary on this subject that I've seen has the word  "lebensraum" come up.

My completely uninformed take on Trump's bellicosity

1/ Putin-pleasing push to crack apart NATO

2/ Gets people used to the idea that bigger countries have a "natural" right - in the Hobbesian state of nature that is geopolitics - to dominate or outright absorb adjacent countries.  Which would instill acceptance of Russia's designs on Ukraine and probably the Baltic States, prepare people for US non-pushback to China taking Taiwan...

3/ Part of Trump's late-19th-Century, McKinley cos-play - tariffs, trade wars, protectionism... the Gilded Age and robber barons ... Manifest Destiny (a phrase used in the inauguration speech) and the explicitly imperial expansionism (Hawaii et al) of the USA when it emerged into superpower status, as opposed to the covert imperialism and soft-power manipulations of the post-WW2 era. 

And then of course as others have said, it's a distraction from the coming failure to improve things on a kitchen-table level, the back-tracking from other unrealisable promises. 

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Follow up piece by Chait on shameless rationalizations of Trumpy bluster by former conservative non-interventionist American First type

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And another Atlantic article - this one on Trump's threatening phone call to the Danish PM and the illogic of the unrealisable demands: 

"But in Copenhagen (and not only in Copenhagen) people suspect a far more irrational explanation: Trump just wants the U.S. to look larger on a map."


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Talking of "spectacles of domination" as referenced by Chait in the first of the pieces... here's an essay by T.J. Clark in the LRB entitled "A Brief Guide To Trump and the Spectacle".  Clark being a former member of the British chapter of the Situationist International and associate of King Mob - and also, in his later role as head of the Department of Fine Art at Leeds University,  a mentor / influence to Gang of Four, the Mekons et al. So he knows whereof he speaks on the subject of the society of the spectacle. 

I quite liked the anti-trope "marionette theatres of ‘democracy’" but overall didn't get a whole lot out of this essay. Yet another addition to the heaping mound of high-flown eloquence, undereath the floweriness for the most part things we've read before many times on this subject of Trump as dark magus of media, things we've worked out for ourselves or just viscerally grasped. 

This bit is quite interesting - on Trump not being a larger-than-life figure:

But all of these previous technics of persuasion spoke or shone down from a distance. They addressed an audience, they made a totality. Of course, the demagogue pretended to identity with his demos, but the technology did not exist to do the complete lying job. The affix ‘-agogue’ admits as much: the demagogue was still a magician, a mystagogue, a bearer of charisma. And Trump has annihilated the idea of charisma. The new leader is not above us. He’s on the screen in our hands. We manufacture him: our fingers are just his size.

Trump, being extremely old, is attached to the old-fashioned pageantry of spectacular power  - rallies,  parades, inaugurations and other ceremonies attendant to high office.  All that Billy Fisher as President of Ambrosia stuff - marching at the head of regiments, addressing rapt crowds in stadiums through tannoy systems. He is famously obsessed with crowd sizes, etc. But he's not any good at oratory, he's a leaden speaker when given a high-flown pre-written speech to read off a teleprompter. Can't summon a grand cadence or soaring climax to save his life. His forte is the rambling inner monologue conducted in public, aka the weave. Which if not as cogent as a tweet certainly seems to have more in common with the driveling rants and quickfire riposte of , message boards, text messages, influencers, social media, blogs even.  That sense of unguarded exposure... "being yourself" but with an audience...  like a webcam YouTuber. A rhetoric-free mode, not anti-theatrical but un-threatrical

The relaxedness of  his appearances on manosphere podcasts and the like is said to have played a role in his reaching young men - see this Kieran Press-Reynolds feature - the candidate just shooting the shit, one of us. Unlike other pols, Trump doesn't have talking-points, he has obsessions and antagonisms that erupt regularly and endlessly as organic leitmotifs... less slogans or catchphrases as mental tics.... the kind of self-image bolstering or anxiety-warding catchphrases, mantras and affirmation that go through anybody's head, except he's doing it aloud, in front of a microphone. Trump doesn't go off script, there is no script - it's unscripted entertainment ("unscripted television" being the genre in which reality TV among other things is classified in the biz). There's no ad libbing because it's all ad libbing. 

So Clark is right insofar as this is not Spectacle 1.0 where there's distance traversed by awe, a superheroic figure on a dais, grand gestures. It's not "all eyes on me", it's more like an abject bleed-through, a ghastly intimacy....  (for his fans) he-is-us-and-we-are-he...  a commingling of id impulses.  

(For sure, throwbacks paint those beyond-kitsch paintings of him as a military leader, muscley fighter/vigilante, saviour etc  But I don't think this is the bulk of his magnetism.  The fantasy is "wish I could be that full of myself, that honest about my prejudices and paranoias, that openly and unashamedly base".

It's a different kind of identification, going far beyond the older ideas of representative politics. 

We're not looking at a show, we're pulled into his show... it's the inner fantasy of Ambrosia leaking out abjectly to cover the entire surface of reality, displacing and supplanting and absorbing it. 

I think this why instinctively a lot of anti-MAGAs people are tuning out, rationing their following of the news, keeping off of Twitter... it's Baudrillardian recalcitrance, an attention-economy boycott, a refusal to be conscripted into the unscripted entertainment.....  perhaps a kind of tonic immobility....

 



Sunday, December 15, 2024

anti-theatricality and politics (slight return)

 "Assad's cult is a strategy of domination based on compliance rather than legitimacy. The regime produces compliance through enforced participation in rituals of obeisance that are transparently phony both to those who orchestrate them and to those who consume them. Assad's cult operates as a disciplinary device, generating a politics of public dissimulation in which citizens act as if they revere their leader ... It produces guidelines for acceptable; it defines and generalizes a specific type of national membership; it occasions the enforcement of obedience; it induces complicity by creating practices in which citizens are themselves "accomplices", upholding the norms constitutive of Assad's domination; it isolates Syrians from one another; and it clutters public space with monotonous slogans and empty gestures, which tire the minds and bodies of producers and consumers alike ... Assad is powerful because his regime can compel people to say the ridiculous and to avow the absurd."

- Lisa Wedeen, "Acting "As If": Symbolic Politics and Social Control in Syria"

You could substitute another five-letter leader name here and it would work just as well.

Struck me as an interesting way of describing the mechanisms of autocracy. It's like a particular authoritarian mutation of the Spectacle 

The dictator  forces everybody to participate as extras in a giant theatrical production that is the State 

Individual mass spectacles are part of this (as in the North Korean style synchronized stadium pageants)  but at the ultimate degree the spectacle encompasses the entire social field

As a subject, you simultaneously spectate the collective fakery even as you play a bit part in it

It's all for show, but it doesn't work through convincing people that it's true, it works through making people pretend, participate is a mass lie.

Does the dictator believe this pageant of make-believe? Is it the externalisation of his own grandiose inner fantasies,? Like Billy Liar imagining himself the caudillo of Ambrosia - except a dream come true, in this case, as exacted social fact. 

Doesn't matter - the point is the submission to the charade that is enforced and obeyed.


Saturday, November 2, 2024

anti-theatricality + politics (the finale?)

A wise person once said: “When a clown moves into a palace, he doesn’t become a king. The palace becomes a circus.” Donald Trump is a clown. Let’s prevent the presidency from becoming his circus.

-  Richie Torres

On the ever darkening bronzer

The more extreme he becomes politically, the more theatrical his public persona must be. The dictator persona is full of obvious artifice: the sunglasses, the macho posturing, etc.

- Ruth Ben-Ghiat


At Vanity Fair, Gabriel Sherman gets the mea culpa from NBC chief marketing officer producer John Miller about The Apprentice and its role in elevating Trump to world-historical figure

Miller believes that without The Apprentice, Trump would never have been in a position to run for president. “He didn’t have a real company. It was basically a loose collection of LLCs. They’d been bankrupt four times and twice more when we were filming the show. The Apprentice helped him survive that,” Miller told me. “People thought he would be a good president because I made him seem like a legitimate businessman.”

.... Initially, we leaned into the idea that it was a show from Mark Burnett, the creator of Survivor. But when we saw some early takes, we realized Trump was going to be a big character. So we created the title sequence with the theme music of the show, which was For the Love of Money by the O’Jays. We shot the promos with Trump in his limousine, in his helicopter, in his jet, and at Trump Tower. We created the sense of an American royalty. We kept pounding that message over and over again. I called it “ruthless consistency.”

 .... Trump made Mark Burnett rent two floors in the Trump Tower. One of the floors was used to create a false entryway into Trump Tower. So when you came out of the elevator, there was this big fancy place and a receptionist that didn’t exist. And then another part of that floor was the boardroom that was entirely created to make it look like it was a big, important boardroom. Because Trump’s real boardroom was shabby. You would never think of it as a big-time businessman’s boardroom.

.... When I retired in 2022, I started writing a book called How I Ruined American Culture

.... The show aired on Thursday nights and he would often call me on Friday and say, “John, how did we do?” I would just say, “We did very well.” And he would say, “We were the number one show on television!” I’d say, “No, we weren’t but we did very well.” That happened a number of weeks and I kept thinking, Does he just not read the ratings? And I just realized, that’s what he did: He said something he wanted people to believe over and over again, and eventually, it will be true.

 ... We had a wrap party after the third season at Lincoln Center. I was at the bar waiting to get a drink for my wife, and Trump came up to me and said, “John, I’ve got a great idea for season four: Blacks versus whites.”.... I said, “I can understand why you think that’s a great idea because that would be a very noisy idea. Headlines would be everywhere. Everybody would be talking about that, but you make most of your money off of the [product] integrations in the show. And there’s no company that’s going to take part in that, so this is going to hit your pocketbook pretty hard.”

He said, “The ratings would be huge!” 

On 2015 and Trump's entry into the race

I thought, Has there ever been somebody who is less qualified to be president than Trump? And has there ever been anybody that’s more telegenic and understands how to manipulate the media more than Trump?

 ... I do think he would like to be a dictator....   This time.... he’ll hire yes-men and he’ll hire loyal people. And so the government, at best, will function badly, and at worst, he will do his best to make it authoritarian. 

 


Live by showbiz, die by showbiz - a snippet about the Madison Square Garden hate-rally from this  fascinating report by Tim Alberta  at the Atlantic behind the scenes of the chaotic Trump campaign

The prime-time show playing out just beyond their corridor had been eight years in the making. Trump, hailed as “the man who built New York’s skyline” by a roster of celebrity speakers, would stage an elaborate homecoming to celebrate his conquest of the American political psyche. It seemed that nothing—not even the $1 million price tag for producing such an event—could put a damper on the occasion.

And then, before some in the audience had even found their seats, the party was over.

The first presenter, a shock comedian named Tony Hinchcliffe, told a sequence of jokes that earned little laughter but managed to antagonize constituencies Trump had spent months courting. One was about Black people carving watermelons for Halloween; another portrayed Jews as money-hungry and Arabs as primitive. The worst line turned out to be the most destructive. “I don’t know if you guys know this, but there’s literally a floating island of garbage in the middle of the ocean right now,” Hinchcliffe said. “I think it’s called Puerto Rico.”

The blowback was instantaneous.... who, exactly, had the bright idea of inviting a comic to kick off the most consequential event of the fall campaign. In truth, some of Trump’s senior staff hadn’t actually watched Hinchcliffe’s set. The Garden was a labyrinth of security checkpoints and political processions, and the event had barely been under way when he spoke. Now they were racing to catch up with the damage—and rewinding the clock to figure out how Hinchcliffe had ended up onstage in the first place.

It turns out to have been the operative who persuaded Vance to go with the Haitians eating cats and dogs thing: 

Alex Bruesewitz. Technically a mid-level staffer—formally a liaison to right-wing media, informally a terminally online troll and perpetual devil on the campaign’s shoulder—Bruesewitz had grown his profile inside Trump’s orbit. The candidate’s appearances on various bro-themed podcasts were hailed as acts of strategic genius. But there was one guest booking Bruesewitz couldn’t secure: He wanted Trump to talk with Hinchcliffe on his show, Kill Tony. When word got around that Trump was looking for opening acts at the Garden, Bruesewitz made the introductions. Trump’s head of planning and production, Justin Caporale, ran with the idea. No senior staff ever bothered to vet Hinchcliffe themselves....   colleagues would spend the coming days savaging Bruesewitz for his recklessness when really—as ever—the culprit was a man whose addiction to mayhem creates the conditions in which a comedian who was once dropped by his talent agency for using racial slurs onstage could be invited to kick off the closing event of the election without a single objection being raised.


Bonus non-Trump bit

Queen Elizabeth II thought Boris Johnson "better suited to the stage" than politics and two days before her death, after he resigned, she told a senior courtier in jest: "At least that idiot won't be organising my funeral" - Tim Footman


post-11/5 nightmareland update:

"Donald Trump won because he offered a majority of Americans what they wanted: anger and drama

In the end, a majority of American voters chose Trump because they wanted what he was selling: a nonstop reality show of rage and resentment. Some Democrats, still gripped by the lure of wonkery, continue to scratch their heads over which policy proposals might have unlocked more votes, but that was always a mug’s game. Trump voters never cared about policies, and he rarely gave them any. (Choosing to be eaten by a shark rather than electrocuted might be a personal preference, but it’s not a policy.) His rallies involved long rants about the way he’s been treated, like a giant therapy session or a huge family gathering around a bellowing, impaired grandpa.

- Tom Nichols, The Atlantic

The current prevailing theory about Trump’s victory is that most Americans, irked by an unpleasant encounter with inflation, cast an anti-incumbent vote without giving much thought to the consequences of that vote for US democracy. I don’t totally buy this whoops! theory. My sense is that, in this era of the Internet, there are millions more fascists in this country than people think, young men in particular. And I believe that many more millions are fascinated by Trump not for his supposed business prowess but for his transparent wish to hurt others. He is an evil guy, a villain—and many Americans are excited by it. Harris and the Democrats, by contrast, are boring, boring, boring. In this sense, the election was like a choice between four more years of church or four years of violent entertainment. Nihilistic consumerism, as much as authoritarianism, prevailed. 

- Joseph O'Neil , New York Review of Books


On the cabinet picks so far

"It’s like he’s releasing the casting list for the final season of America" - Keith Edwards


Why are we even participating in this piece of BAD political theater There are remedies that could be utilized even before the votes are certified We are WILLINGLY allowing the complete overthrow of our Constitution and our Government And nobody is doing a thing about it

- Rick Taylor

The Biden show was boring. They want the Trump show back. Americans can handle almost anything except boredom.
- Tom Nichols


Megan Garber at the Atlantic on Trump as The 21st Century’s Greatest, Ghastliest Showman - "Donald Trump has made himself a spectacle—and inescapable" - and cites the 1962 book The  Image: A Guide to Pseudo-Events in America by Daniel J. Boorstin, one of the more useful things I read while researching Shock and Awe

In early 2017, just after Donald Trump took residency in the White House, the New York Times technology columnist Farhad Manjoo engaged in an experiment. He spent a week doing all he could to ignore the new president. He failed. Whether Manjoo was scrolling through social media or news sites, watching sitcoms or sports—even shopping on Amazon—Trump was there, somehow, in his vision. In those early days of his presidency, Trump had already become so ubiquitous that a studious effort to avoid him was doomed. “Coverage of Mr. Trump may eclipse that of any single human being ever,” Manjoo observed....

This week, the former president made himself inescapable once more. He will have another four-year term in office, the Trump Show renewed for a second season....
 
Trump is a showman above all, which has proved to be a major source of his omnipresence. He is image all the way down. He is also narrative shed of its connection to grounded truth. He has endeared himself to many Americans by denigrating the allegedly unchecked power of “the media”; the irony is that he is the media.

...  Boorstin pointed to Phineas T. Barnum, the famous peddler of spectacular hoaxes and lustrous lies. Barnum was a 19th-century showman with a 21st-century sense of pageantry; he anticipated how reality could evolve from a truth to be accepted into a show to be produced. Barnum turned entertainment into an omen: He understood how much Americans would be willing to give up for the sake of a good show.

....  Barnum, too, converted his fame as a showman into a second life as a politician. While serving in the Connecticut legislature, he crusaded against contraception and abortion, introducing a law that would become infamous for its repressions of both. 

..... Trump is Barnum’s obvious heir—the ultimate realization of Boorstin’s warnings. The difference, of course, is that Barnum was restricted to brick-and-mortar illusions. The deceptions he created were limited to big tops and traveling shows. Trump’s versions go viral. His humbugs scale, becoming the stuff of mass media in an instant. 

... In the introduction to his 2004 book Trump: Think Like a Billionaire, the future president includes a quote from a book about the rich—a classic Trumpian boast doubling as an admission. “Almost all successful alpha personalities display a single-minded determination to impose their vision on the world,” it reads, “an irrational belief in unreasonable goals, bordering at times on lunacy.”

When Trump announced his first presidential candidacy, he staged the whole thing in the gilded atrium of the New York City tower emblazoned with his name, a building that was real-estate investment, brand extension, and TV set. Many, at the time, assumed that Trump was running, essentially, for the ratings—that he might try to channel his campaign into an expansion of his power as an entertainer.

.... In 2015, during Trump’s first presidential campaign, HuffPost announced that it would not report on him as part of its political coverage; instead, it would write about his antics in its Entertainment section. “Our reason is simple: Trump’s campaign is a sideshow,” the publication declared. “We won’t take the bait.”


That category confusion explains a lot about Trump’s durability. He defies the old logic that tried to present politics and entertainment as separate phenomena. 

... The effect of attempting to hold Trump accountable, whether in the courts or in the arena of public opinion, has been only to expand the reach of the spectacle—to make him ever more unavoidable, ever more inevitable.


“It’s probably not a good idea for just about all of our news to be focused on a single subject for that long,” Manjoo wrote in 2017... 

....Trump once again has carte blanche to impose his vision on the world. And his audience has little choice but to watch.

Some interesting points and some facts I didn't know....

But increasingly it feels like all that could be said and understood about Trump and Trumpism - analytically -  that work had already been done, thoroughly, as far back as 2016. Even before he was elected the first time.

All that eloquence and penetration was for naught - and the endless tsunami of great writing on the subject that continued, wave upon wave, riveting analysis after riveting analysis - all of it ultimately just contributed in its own way to the absolute annexation of consciousness, the attention-economy occupation that was Trump's victory. 

All eyes, all minds, on him.  

The absolute focus, the main-est of main characters.

So as much as I remain still fascinated by the theatrical and anti-theatrical tropes, I think I won't be bothering to read this kind of analysis any more.... 

It doesn't get you anywhere. There are no further insights to be gleaned. 

It doesn't do you any good, it probably does you bad, both in terms of exposure to the toxicity of the personality and the personality cult, and in terms of fooling yourself that it's any kind of way of staying on top of things, keeping ahead of events by keeping abreast of them ... the illusion that knowledge is power, that thinking and analysing is a contribution. 

Just for sanity's sake, I will have to ration the amount of exposure, the bandwidth of awareness, going forward.

Monday, October 21, 2024

anti-theatricality and politics (McJobsworth / That's Angertainment)

Perhaps no stunt in the history of U.S. politics deserves more ridicule than the grotesquely embarrassing mummery Trump put on at a Pennsylvania McDonald’s today. 

- Seth Abramson (bonus anti-theatricality points for use of the archaic term "mummery")


Donald Trump - a 78-year-old who’s spent his life screwing over workers, who's never earned a real paycheck in his life -  was putting on a show today playing dress-up at McDonald’s to act like he’s one of us. 

Kamala Harris doesn’t have to put on a show. She actually wore the uniform

- Shawn Fain, UAW


So the place wasn’t even open. It was all staged and fake. He didn’t work for real at a McDonalds. It was a staged fraud just like every other event.

- Ron Filipowski


The Trump McDonalds thing was choreographed and staged. The restaurant was closed down, covered in Secret Service, the people going through the drive through were handpicked, careful and intentional camera placement. All staged.

- source unknown

A reminder that the whole Trump McDonald's thing yesterday was fake. Just like him. Store was closed. "Customers" were Trump Cult Members. They had scripts. They had rehearsed. There is NOTHING Trump won't lie about.

- Keith Olberman


So in an effort to highlight his claim that Kamala Harris never worked at McDonald’s, Trump pretended to work at a closed McDonald’s where he served pretend orders to supporters pretending to be customers

-  New York magazine


If it weren’t fake it wouldn’t be authentically Trump

- Philip Gourevitch


Donald Trump, born on Easy Street, dreamed of more, insisted. And got it all. Palaces, women, minions, power, supreme fame. Everything...but real pride, or friendship, or love. And at 78 realizes he can’t quite distinguish between a dream and a nightmare…in the Twilight Zone

 - Kurt Andersen














The Yelp reviews:

Customer service was a joke. Senile old man got bronzer on my fries, didn’t wear gloves. Repeated himself several times, something about Ronald McDonald in the showers at the golf club? 

Free lies with every shake. You just don’t want to see who’s shaking. 

I asked for an Arnold Palmer. Old man told me I couldn’t handle it.

“The fries were too salty as if someone who lost a major election had been crying over them for an hour.

The person who was at the drive through vaguely resembled someone who I saw on the news for being a convicted felon.


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Job performance versus the job of performance

Biden was been outstanding at the job of being President. Where he fell short was meeting the media's demands for the performative parts of the job, which they value exponentially more b/c they think it's all just a TV show and not real life

- Scarylawyerguy


Neologism of the month


"If you don’t like how things are going in Washington, he’s responsible for it. He’s introduced this type of angertainment where you just get people upset and then you podcast about it and write a book about it and make some money on it"

Colin Allred on Ted Cruz


Kamala CNN Town Hall versus No Show Trump the Final Debate That Wasn'

"CNN doing theater criticism while the other guy threatens to round up tens of millions of people and sic the military on his domestic foes (including journalists) is surreal to watch. They can't let go of the idea that this is a normal campaign."

- Aaron Rupar


Rally sizes 

Some people will argue that Harris only outdrew Trump because Harris had so many cool special guests at her rally. But that just underscores the point. If Trump were able to attract any cool special guests to his rallies, he’d be doing it. Instead he’s out there limping along almost on his own. He’s the only star of his own show, and it’s not a show that anyone wants to watch anymore.

- Bill Palmer


Waltz Time


 Chap at the Atlantic wakes up to fact that politics is performance and never more so when it is a performance of authenticity (Mark Leibovitch on Tim Walz)

"Tim Walz is trying very hard to make it look like he’s not trying too hard....

"When Harris picked Walz, she knew that this would be an abbreviated race, with limited time to make an impression. The campaign clearly saw Walz as embodying an archetype of American masculinity that would stand in contrast with the noisy grievance guys in the red MAGA hats and creepy venture-capitalist types like Vance, who can’t order a damn doughnut without breaking into hives..... 

"Several people in Walz’s crowds held signs reading coach, a reference to Walz’s former career as an assistant football coach at Mankato West High School before he ran for Congress in 2006. So what if it’s been nearly two decades since Walz has worn a whistle around his neck? The coach thing has been a key component of the regular-guy shtick, one that he does tend to lay on a bit thick....

"In a video that the campaign released last week, Walz can be seen popping his head up from under the hood of the figurative turnip truck in his driveway. The vehicle is in fact his 1979 International Harvester Scout, which has served as a recurring prop in Walz’s stage set—just as Harris has deployed Walz himself as a kind of prop.

"In the ad, Walz is schooling his online audience in the finer points of keeping a dirt-free carburetor. “You can always tell something about somebody’s maintenance by how clean their air filter is,” Walz said, picking up the truck’s filter and then putting it back down again (for the record, his hands are also immaculate). He is like a midwestern version of the Car Talk guys—except that Click and Clack could never pivot as seamlessly as Walz can into a discussion of, say, the evils of Project 2025.

".... Let me pause now to remind everyone that Tim Walz is a politician. He is a former six-term congressman and two-term governor who until recently served as chair of the Democratic Governors’ Association. He can hustle, grandstand, “misspeak,” and be opportunistic, just like the rest of them. When Biden dropped out in July, Walz saw an opening. He seized it.

"... Having a good shtick is part of being a good politician,” Brendan Buck, a Republican communications strategist...

"Walz has benefited from the frenetic pace of contemporary politics: the fact that people tend to experience candidates as impressionistic blurs and pay little attention to anything that lies below the surface. Being able to cultivate a persona and ace a role can get you a long way. Olson said that Walz has unquestionably proved himself a talented political performer throughout his career. But veteran Walz watchers can also grow weary of his practiced yokel act. “Oh, he is totally full of shit,” Olson said of Walz. “And he’s also really good at being full of shit.” Olson seemed to mean this as a compliment.

In a crass sense, being “really good at being full of shit” distills a certain essence of what it means to be a good politician.

.... Oddly, since Harris picked him, Walz has been largely hidden away from the national media. The campaign has been content to deploy Walz as more of a cartoon than a multidimensional character: dress Coach up in camouflage, pop in the Bob Seger eight-track, juice him up on Diet Mountain Dew, and send him onto the stage. His rallies are loud, boisterous, and well attended, usually more so than Vance’s.

"Perhaps this will change after Tuesday. The debate—between two midwestern populists of very different backgrounds, styles, and sensibilities—will be fascinating. Walz can detonate a line with the best, packs a lot of words and umbrage into tight sound bites, and has proved adept on TV. But how will this translate against the cool, cerebral vitriol of Vance? Will Walz’s default nonchalance survive the high stakes of the event?

"What’s clear from watching Walz these past few weeks is that he can land a speech. He is honing his lines as he goes and trying out new ones that he’ll likely reprise against Vance. And he projects a particular relish on the stump when attacking his opposite number.

"... Walz is a winning retail politician, a prodigious hugger who laughs easily and is always passing out little pins imprinted with loons—the Minnesota state bird—to the kids he meets. At every stop, he is endlessly deferential to Harris and careful to portray himself foremost as a servant to her success....  Walz.... carries himself as a charmed political lottery winner, plucked from the prairie.

“Look, I just want to help,” I kept hearing Walz tell people. He cuts a convincing beta figure, content to play the ultimate assistant coach. Minnesota has a proud and winning tradition of vice-presidential candidates: Hubert Humphrey in the 1960s and Walter Mondale in the ’70s. (Both fared less well when they tried to run as alpha nominees, Humphrey losing to Richard Nixon in 1968 and Mondale to Ronald Reagan in 1984.)

"Walz takes the stage to “Small Town,” the rollicking hayseed homage by John Mellencamp, released in 1985. The tune is fun, familiar, and apt for Walz’s rural upbringing in Butte, Nebraska, where he says there were 25 students in his high-school graduating class, 12 of them his cousins.

"But for what it’s worth, every time I hear “Small Town,” I think of a previous Democratic running mate, another self-styled fighter for the little guy with a small-town rap: John Edwards, the former senator from North Carolina, a two-time presidential candidate, and John Kerry’s running mate in 2004. Edwards was a dazzling political performer in his own right, and he, too, used to wear out “Small Town” at his rallies. The lesson here is that shticks don’t always age well, and neither did the story of Edwards. His sweet-talking country-lawyer routine—righteous champion of justice and handsome family man—would eventually vaporize in a swirl of $400-haircuts, extramarital liaisons, legal woes, a lovechild, and other tabloid unpleasantness.

Yes, Walz, like Edwards, was born in a small town (and he could breathe in a small town). But no, Walz is not John Edwards. He’s much more accomplished and less slick than Edwards ever was. These are very different political times, and just because he and Edwards have the same campaign song doesn’t mean that Tim Walz is also destined to come crumbling down.

"The comparison, however, does ring with a cautionary echo. Very little in politics is truly authentic. And nothing is as simple as it seems—in a small town or on a big stage.

fame fame fatal fame

  Andrew Parker reminds me of this: " In the future, everyone will be famous for fifteen people ." - Momus I suspect the graffiti...