You know what? It's not Orwellian. It's not a conspiracy of the Illuminati. It's not even Operation Northwoods or Halliburton or The Carlyle Group or Poppy weeping because all along it should have been the smart one, Jeb. It's none of the things that make the colossal failure that is Bush Co. sexy.
It's just plain, human idiocy.
That, and the fact that humans by nature flock, follow, fear and fuck up. They's just incapable of rising to the heights of human conscientious endeavor the few clearheaded philosophers and unobstructed bystanders have articulated over the centuries.
Why else would moments of genuine cultural enlightenment be so few and far between? Why else would humanity regularly ascribe elements of dramatic structure to behavior that is as common among ants as it is among people? For all our labyrinthine conceptualizing, might even the most enticing conspiracy theories be just another belch of the biological bouillabaisse that constitutes human interaction? It must be thus, else why would supposedly sentient, moral, religious, free-thinking people stand by while blatant, broad-stroked flimflammery goes on before our eyes? Or does this brilliant thesis apply only to America, a throwback encased in amber waves of grain, a plesiosaur stuck in an hermetically sealed loch, doomed (or delighted) to procreate with itself over and over until the sense is bred out of it becoming a wall-eyed, muscle bound, socially clumsy schmuck? Well? Anyone? Mother?
It is maddening to try and gain alternatives to the relentlessly lame news cycle that feed us the same goddamn stories, the same worms mashed up, regurgitated, mashed up, regurgitated. And damned if our beaks ain't open, our tongues twitching. Any culture that can pride itself on the obsolescence and disposability of virtually anything manufactured and consumed could surely apply the same strategy to its news. Of all the things that should evolve, it's that. But it doesn't. Reverend Wright? Still? Really? Seriously, now. Really???
I can't wait to read the umbrage-laden comments, the "I guess the people fighting and dying in Iraq are wall-eyed, muscle bound schmucks, eh, liberal pantywaist/actor/thesaurus-hugger?" Because then I'll know that I am just one among the colony, spurting pheromones at my fellow drones, carrying leaf cuttings and bits of dismembered praying mantis thorax, parasitizing fungi. And maybe someday being devoured by the queen!
I'll know that no amount of humility, self-awareness, introspection, historical precedent, deductive reasoning, and whatever the hell else has ever been suggested by the freaks and geeks over the centuries and whose postulations were viewed as heresy will break the pattern of intellectual entropy.
And we all know who's behind that.

Posted March 25, 2008 | 01:00 PM (EST)