Saturday, January 28, 2017

Thoroughly Post-Modern Donald

“Consciousness is part of the fatal flaw of art,” says Baudrillard; however, according to von Ludwig[5] , it is not so much consciousness that is part of the fatal flaw of art, but rather the futility, and subsequent failure, of consciousness. But the premise of predialectic narrative implies that reality is meaningless, given that language is equal to truth. The main theme of Dietrich’s[6] essay on subtextual modernist theory is not, in fact, theory, but neotheory. Thus, any number of narratives concerning expressionism may be discovered. The subject is contextualised into a subtextual modernist theory that includes reality as a paradox. Therefore, the primary theme of the works of Tarantino is the futility, and thus the dialectic, of subcapitalist society. Lacan uses the term ‘expressionism’ to denote the common ground between sexual identity and class."--Mr. Random Postmodern Generator, Deputy Junior Under Assistant Secretary for Intersectional and Foreign Language Education Prevention and Gobbledygook Deconstruction, 2009-2017

David Ernst at The Federalist: Donald Trump Is The First President To Turn Postmodernism Against Itself

"He acted similarly in a jaw-dropping performance at the Al Smith Dinner just days before his election. With every hiss-inducing joke at Hillary Clinton’s expense was an unsubtle middle finger to everyone else in attendance. Consider his opening remarks:
And a special hello to all of you in this room who have known and loved me for many, many years. It’s true. The politicians. They’ve had me to their homes. They’ve introduced me to their children. I’ve become their best friends in many instances. They’ve asked for my endorsement and they’ve always wanted my money. And even called me really a dear, dear friend. But then suddenly, decided when I ran for president as a Republican, that I’ve always been a no-good, rotten, disgusting scoundrel. And they totally forgot about me.
In other words: even if I have been a no-good, rotten, disgusting scoundrel, what does that make you? At least I don’t pretend to be decent; you people, on the other hand, have the gall to pretend that you’re any better than I am. Let’s dispense with the fiction that you would have treated me with any less contempt if I had bothered to live up to any of your standards of decency in the first place, and acknowledge that they have nothing to do with decency per se, and everything to do with power. Your presumption of any moral superiority is a willful, bald-faced lie, and I’m going to keep calling you on that crap until it puts me in the White House. ...
The answer is that the postmodern man ultimately finds satisfaction in the only thing that is left for him: power. Moral superiority is an undeniable source of power over other people, and postmodernism’s moral imperative offers it cheaply to anyone who accepts its premises. The power to shut others up by merely insinuating that they are a bigot is subtle, but its potency is difficult to overstate.
Consequently, even as American society becomes more diverse and accommodating, more people nevertheless see senseless discrimination everywhere. As they run out of traditions, institutions, and customs to deconstruct, however, the more diluted the power rooted in their outrage becomes. Hence the growth in moral hysteria over ever smaller and more trivial things.
PC’s fakeness is only outdone by its fanaticism, which has grown with considerable intensity in recent years. Everything from Brendan Eich’s firing from Mozilla for donating to Proposition 8 in California, to the eruption of protests on college campuses over the offensiveness of Halloween costumes, to the controversy over state laws that restrict bathroom usage according to biology rather than gender identity, suggest that the postmodern “cult of nondiscrimination” only grows more desperate the more it succeeds. What gives? ...
It also became clear that its adherents had no intention of letting anyone or anything stand in their way. As soon as the PC outrage machine decides something is wrong with whatever you think, then it has no interest in your thoughts or reasoning: you must submit or remain silent. ... How do you respond to someone who is determined to smear you for your alleged bigotry regardless of what you think and why? How do you win an argument against someone who willfully changes the meaning of words, maintains that the truth is completely relative, and feels perfectly justified in accusing virtually anyone of the gravest moral failure?

Enter the right-wing postmodern antihero.".......

Warden, Open Blogger at Ace of Spades: How Losing My Political Values Helped Me Gain My Freedom

"It's two words: Memories Pizza.
It was that moment that everything changed for me--not only the harassment, fake Yelp reviews and the death threats that forced them to temporarily close up shop--oh, that was bad enough, but the most powerful man on Earth bullying a couple of small town pizza owners from Indiana simply for expressing an opinion on a hypothetical asked of them by a reporter with a malicious agenda? That was when I snapped. Do you remember?
It's this that sent me to a place from which I'll never return. I literally don't care what Donald Trump does because nothing he can do is worse than what they've already done.
Donald Trump isn't the bully; he only insults and abuses people in power who have attacked him. They're the fucking bullies. The left, with their smears, their witch hunts, their slanders, their insults, their riots, their violence, and their weaponizing of the federal bureaucracy. There aren't any rules anymore because the left only applies them one way. And in doing so, they've left what once was a civil compact between the two parties in smoldering ruins. I have no personal investment in Donald Trump. He is a tool to punish the left and roll back their ill-gotten gains, no more and no less. If he succeeds even partially in those two things, then I'll consider his election a win. Further, I no longer have any investment in any particular political values, save one: The rules created by the left will be applied to the left as equally and punitively as they have applied them to the right. And when they beg for mercy, I'll begin to reconsider. Or maybe not. Because fuck these people. This new philosophy has freed me of more emotional angst that I can describe. Literally nothing the left says or does matters to me anymore. I don't care about their tantrums. I don't care about their accusations. I don't care if they say Trump is lying. I don't care if Trump is lying. They created this Frankenstein. They own it. I am free of all obligation. I will never play defense again. I will attack, attack, attack, attack using their own tactics against them until they learn their lesson. What I will not do is let them play my values against me ever again. I don't need to prove that I'm better than them. I already know it."......................

The issue underlying Memories Pizza was, of course, the coercive redefinition of marriage, in which the majority of Americans were silenced. An allegedly free society was forbidden a voice in defining a fundamental building block of that society. "Who decides?" is paramount in our system, and in this case, it was decided--no, decreed--by a tiny handful of corrupt judges.

This is all fundamentally destabilizing and tremendously radicalizing, even if people aren't marching in the streets over it, even if they haven't thought it through completely and even if, ironically, Trump was more "progressive" on the issue for years than many Democrats. Because, again, it is not just about what was decided, but Who Decides.

I think it probably contributed to his election as much as the Abolition of Our Borders and Leaving the World in Flames.

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