Though my problems are meaningless, that don’t make them go away
Scott mentioned Donald Trump’s campaign rally speech in Las Vegas yesterday, but in typical cultural Marxist style, he left out the critical public policy debate that Trump interrogated and/or deconstructed, in his inimitable style that makes Jean Baudrillard on meth sound like Fred Rogers after a warm glass of milk:
That’s why if you look at the website of every major mainstream news site in America this morning, there’s a giant headline about how one of the two men who will be elected president in November went on a bizarre senile-sounding rant, of which his musings about the relative merits of getting electrocuted or eaten by a shark was just one small part.
Oh wait, I checked and there’s essentially no coverage of this in Even the Liberal Media. Somehow it seems appropriate that our foremost horror fiction writer is providing what coverage this story is getting:
It should go without saying that if Joe Biden did anything even remotely similar, we would hear about nothing else for days on end.
So what’s going on? Some possibilities:
(1) The people running the major media sites that aren’t already explicitly Trump propaganda organs already have decided that this kind of thing doesn’t count as news, because Trump regularly sounds like your senile drunk uncle, and nobody cares. I have to admit that this would be a plausible hypothesis on their part. It’s quite possible that it would make no difference whatsoever if the NYT, the WAPO etc. were to run as many stories about Trump’s ongoing public decompensation as they have about Joe Biden’s age. I mean Trump got convicted of 34 felonies and it seems to have cost him a point or two in the polls, maybe. In other words, LOL nothing matters is now more or less our national motto, and the media dutifully reflect this in their coverage of the senile madman who may well be the next president.
(2) The people running the major media sites that aren’t already explicitly Trump propaganda organs have decided to be the first to welcome our new fascist overlords. (I’m so old I remember when Kent Brockman was a parody).
(3) Nihilistic postmodern despair is overwhelming a lot of people, to the extent this explanation is different from (1) and (2).
I mean I hate to harsh everybody’s mellow so early in the morning and all, but the mere fact that Donald Trump is the Republican candidate for president of the United States means . . . well you and I know what it means, but let us continue to fight the long defeat.