Boulevard of Broken (Bourgeois) Dreams

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"Neoliberals want nothing more, really, than some nice rhetorical posturing and comfortable chairs at some remove from the rabble. They have been bought off as a class. The one percent has purchased the ten percent, those who manage ruling class news media and for whom trickle-down is an actuality. Millionaires running interference for billionaires..."


Booj media gets the story wrong, covers the wrong story, and questions nothing but progress.

[dropcap]A[/dropcap]t some point you just want to throw your hands in the air and dismiss the entire human race as hopelessly delusional. Then you realize you’ve substituted the mass media for the human race. It isn’t the global or American majority that is fatally unhinged, it is the corporate media. Still, small consolation since that is all you ever see, hear, and overhear when you are in a public space or when you turn on the television. The implacable white noise of Wolf Blitzer, the ever quisitive frown of Anderson Cooper, the foghorn naivete of Sean Hannity, the condescending snark of Rachel Maddow, the troubled brow of Jake Tapper. All this sandwiched between bewildering clips of Donald Trump’s inflated doggerel, Nancy Pelosi affecting indignation, Corey Booker’s badinage with the locals, the wheedling clack of Adam Schiff, Bernie Sanders' thumping Brooklyn oratory, and so on.

It numbs the critical faculties, the echolalia that clatters down the ladder of media outlets from conglomerate to local anchor desks. It bounces off the brains of the populace, largely living alienated lives working jobs they don’t like for less money than they need, squandering emotion and mental acuity solving problems of capital expenditures, or bearing physical burdens, their overtaxed bodies crumbling like deciduous flora in the fall. Waves of anger and anomie wash over them across the long afternoons, but little permanent change is effected by the politicians with their high-decibel bombast. The neoliberal capitalist system has fatally disconnected itself from the concerns of the average American. What’s left is a bourgeois echo chamber that reifies the exploitative ideologies of elite capital: monopoly, war, and social austerity. Those objectives and the pseudo-philosophies that underpin them (read social Darwinism) are reproduced by the handmaidens of capital: the political duopoly, the permanent military-intelligence state, and the mainstream corporate media.

Media Misdirection
The long-awaited Mueller Report finally delivered a fatal blow to the Russiagate phenomenon: not a single American was charged with collusion. Yet for the last two years, the media has trumpeted a literal conspiracy theory that Donald Trump colluded with Russia to throw the already-rigged election of 2016. As is often the case with corporate media, the opposite is true. It was the Clinton campaign that ‘colluded’ with Russians through a Brit to dredge up some baseless fustian against Trump. How many media hours were lost to Russiagate coverage that could have been spent critiquing policy?

Editor's Note: After Mueller, many recalcitrant "Russiagaters" —the bulk of the media estabishment—have been  busily moving the goalposts. Here's Democrat apologist (and newly-minted Monroe Doctrine convert) Bill Maher doing his best to keep this infamous lie afloat. Incurable imbecility and dishonesty the only coins in the mass media realm.

This media hysteria represented the convergence of the three previously mentioned elements of bourgeois society (the duopoly, the state, and the media). First, the Russian meddling and Trump collusion narrative was created as an attempt to rationalize away the Democrats historic failure in November of 2016 (and Clinton’s corruption of the primaries prior to that). It was a failure thirty years in the making. As the Democratic Party untethered itself from labor and through avarice hitched itself to a neoliberal program itself designed to undermine labor, it cast the seeds that would one day result in a flailing demagogue trumping them at the polls. Second, the narrative served a special purpose for the military-intelligence communities, which sought to handcuff Trump from his rhetorical hints that he might roll back American imperialism. To that end, the neo-McCarthyism has been a great success. The president is increasingly aggressive in his foreign policy, particularly against Moscow, even though he was never quite the isolationist he sometimes pretended to be on the campaign trail. Third, the narrative was both sensational and dependent on superficial and disingenuous readings of the Trump campaign and social media activity before, during, and after the election. This proved to be an extremely profitable story for the press to promote. How often do presidential treason narratives find their way into the newsroom, even if transparently specious? When has the counterfactual ever shuttered a revenue stream? Besides, capitalist media will always default to sensationalism over, say, policy nuance, simply because it is more profitable, just as it will favor the superficial over depth reportage, also because it is more profitable.

The Democrats' massive betrayal and manufactured Trumpian obsessions have reversed the political poles, making some rightwingers sound like Walter Cronkite. Here's Fox's Tucker Carlson demolishing Adam Schiff obvious lies, a job the liberal punditocracy would not touch.

In the end, the opportunist party of pseudo-liberals, the imperialist state, and the capitalist media all found common cause in a base conspiracy that accomplished nearly all of their objectives, while also serving to silence progressive voices that oppose all three institutions. And aside from border controversies, Russiagate has pushed policy to the fringes of the screen, a favorable development for all parties involved. There will be no reckoning for anyone who dissimulated or deceived on behalf of the Democrats, the deep state, or their particular news channel. None whatsoever.

Performative Justice
Aside from the generational spectacle of something like Russiagate, the quotidian political pantomime now functions like clockwork. Here’s an example: As Democracy at Work’s Richard Wolff recently raged in one of his more animated videos, President Trump, going against his campaign promise not to touch Medicare, has recommended a new budget that slashes trillions from Medicaid and billions from Medicare, Social Security, food stamps, and other social programs. Predictably, he also asks for an extra $50 billion for the thoroughly unaccountable and wantonly extravagant Pentagon, which had remarkably only asked for an extra $30 billion above its record-setting budget of this year. Wolff spelled out precisely what will happen next: The Republicans propose something obscene, the Democrats respond with something less obscene but which still satisfies the bottomless greed of the defense industry, and the two parties come to an agreement that satisfies the Pentagon. The Republicans will be happy to have positioned themselves as warmongering berserkers who value nothing so much as profitable violence, while the Democrats will tell their delusional base that they have bravely battled the vulgar rightwing degenerates and negotiated back the horrifying largesse of the Military Industrial Complex (MIC), while still keeping us safe from the myriad phantoms of western Orientalism. Congress will hurl a giant piece of dripping flesh into the seething maw of the Cyclopean MIC. Philistines of both sides of the aisle will then parade with puffed chests before their sarcophagus of fake patriots and crisis junkies. And crucially, the press will report all this with a straight face.

Neo-liberal champion O'Rourke: Some are already calling him Kennedyesque. "The media covers this naive charlatan as though he was a serious changemaker in a society where only vapid reformism is permitted." Consistency, honesty and accountability not required: Only last year he solemnly declared he would not run for president in 2020.

Meanwhile, the millions that sleep over grates and the tens of million that are poor without prospects, sick without care, angry without recourse, and shouting but unheard, will watch their meager selection of crumbs dwindle away. Those stale crusts from headier times will be briefly heralded by liberals as the triumph of incrementalism before they quickly shift gears into soaring platitudes about women and minorities deserving their rightful place behind the gears of the machinery of inequality. You need only to listen to the manufactured hyperbole of Beto O’Rourke to get a taste of the state of modern rhetoric, not to mention the venal transparency of modern liberalism. But the media covers this naive charlatan as though he was a serious changemaker, blind to the desiccated state of liberal politics and happy to legitimate vapid reformism. They are what Chris Hedges called, “...hollow acts of political theater that keep the fiction of the democratic state alive.”

What Is Allowed
At best, the ruling class media will only tolerate neoliberals who discuss making capitalism “fairer”. Fringe reformism, or better yet just the rhetoric of fringe reformism, is palatable or at least not terribly indigestible to half the neoliberal elites. The rest, those of neoconservative bent, find all forms of social uplift more or less disgraceful since for them such programs coddle the apathetic, disincentivize the deskilled, and inflate budgets that might be better spent building elaborate weapons systems. As one anonymous writer aptly put it, those more pacifying neoliberals merely want to, “integrate workers into the management of their own exploitation.” A more socially responsive democracy, as preached by luminaries like Obama, Clinton, and Blair, “gradually shed even its reformist credentials as it embraced globalisation, financialisation, and the loss of manufacturing jobs in the old capitalist centers. The so-called “third way” ended up in the cul-de-sac of the speculative bubble and the gig economy. Today Ocasio-Cortez and Corbyn supporters cling to the old ideology that there is a parliamentary reformist road which can make capitalism better for the working class.”

Yet should these ‘reform from within’ politicians actually decide to challenge the venality of the system in which they voluntarily immerse themselves, they will be instantly savaged by the media, playing its role as a watchdog for the status quo. Ilhan Omar was ferociously attacked by the vulpine ‘liberal’ media on false charges of anti-Semitism. This has been an immensely useful tool of center-right entities looking to discredit progressives, part of a vast identity politics arsenal now wielded as a cudgel to whack progressives who forget themselves and utter some banal truth (such as the fact that AIPAC buys policy on Capitol Hill). As Zach Carter ‘microblogged’, the news that Democrats were already looking to primary Omar, “shows that Democratic platitudes like “Elect more women!” and “Listen to Black women!” are completely empty. Ilhan Omar is a Black Muslim woman raising serious issues regarding U.S. foreign policy, and Democrats are rushing to get her out.” If progressives were to use neoliberal tactics like this to manage public perception, they’d instantly label every Bernie Sanders critic as an anti-Semitic reprobate--and they’d keep shouting it at high volumes all the way through the 2020 elections.

In keeping with its mandate to neuter all progressive causes that threaten corporate profits, CBS News recently asked whether Sanders could “win support from minorities and women,” despite the fact that he is currently supported by a majority of polled minorities and women. Here the media uses identity politics against a Jewish politician who is an avowed backer of feminism and minority causes. CNN pitches in with rigged polls designed to demonstrate “plummeting” support for Sanders, then send their phalanxes of journos into the mediasphere to disseminate the fake news.

A Party of Gestures
A passage from Jane Austen’s novel Mansfield Park reads, “The evening passed with external smoothness, though almost every mind was ruffled; and the music which Sir Thomas called for from his daughters helped to conceal the want of real harmony.” Doesn’t that sound just like the Democratic Party ideal? A bourgeois smoothness that masks underlying class antagonisms and economic destruction that prevail along the horizon of our western reality? Neoliberals want nothing more, really, than some nice rhetorical posturing and comfortable chairs at some remove from the rabble. They have been bought off as a class. The one percent has purchased the ten percent, those who manage ruling class news media and for whom trickle-down is an actuality. Millionaires running interference for billionaires. As one author smartly opined, this is a mannerist goal. Neoliberal Democrats are subordinated to the retrograde dictates of monopoly, imperialism, and social austerity. Any nod to progressive justice is merely gestural.

As personas non grata such as Marx and Mao and Lenin and many others have pointed out, nothing substantive will change until the people stage a collective intervention into the ideology of the capitalist state, principally conveyed by the media. Marxist cultural theorist Louis Althusser called the overarching ruling class ideology an Ideological State Apparatus (ISA), driven into the minds of men and women by the awesome array of institutions, from the classroom to the corporation to the church to the Orwellian mass media, whose tentacles reach into the furthest recesses of the mind. Through our now numberless devices we plug into ‘social’ groupthink, like wayward tributaries that enter the mainstream and soon become undifferentiated flows, one from another.

Althusser separated the ISA from Repressive State Apparatus (RSA), which involved the police, the military, the carceral state, and so on. But the ISAs are no less repressive, only in a different fashion. They leave no scars, no visible wounds on the consciousness of people, the better to plausibly deny their influence. But their influence is real. At the same time we are perversely admonished to take individual responsibility and to chart our own course to that glimmering future we dream of. It’s no coincidence that we are incessantly roused to agency in the foreground of our lives while we are being quietly programmed in the background. Like an unnoticed background app refresh. There may not be some hoary architect clad in white floating in the heavens, his outsized genius tugging the strings of fate, but there are discrete tendencies that gain momentum as the neoliberal system re-consolidates power. Like an irresistible undertow that wrenches us into out into volumes of whitewater, it’s either submit or die. But death to the mainstream is the only death we’d suffer if we unplugged. More like a rebirth, a rechristening in the company of freethinkers, the shrill pantomime of pundits fading away, swept downstream on a barge of rubbish, the residue of wasted time.

About the Author
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Nightmares of Neoliberalism— Fear of popular rule animates our society and politics

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The Clintons: way above the 1%, seriously. Their foundation one of the biggest scams in political history. (DonkeyHotey)


[dropcap]O[/dropcap]n a wintry Saturday in January a motley crew of disgruntled protestors took up a position in front of one of the many stark and faceless towers of Midtown Manhattan. The tower rose vertiginously in the bright afternoon sky, an anonymous vertical field of black glass gridded together by strips of steel. The rugged clan of antinomians assembled in the vast stone exterior of the building, a kind of public anteroom between the rabid streets and the polished marble foyer of the building. They lined posters against the plinths of abstract corporate art rising into the air above the courtyard. The poster board was scrawled with urgent slogans, all of them referencing the ninth anniversary of the earthquake in Haiti. In the decade since, an island already devastated by conventional colonialism was victimized by a new incarnation of exploitation, this one clad in humanitarian guise.

The dissidents shouted to fleet-footed passersby, “Where’s the money? Where’s the money?” The money they referred to, they assumed, was somewhere above them, stored in the vast cloud-draped coffers of the Clinton Foundation, which peered down onto Sixth Avenue from its nonprofit enclave high above. The foundation stands accused of presiding over the shoddy reconstruction efforts and vanished millions in targeted relief funding from global donors, though the shouts of its accusers were predictably out of earshot.

Going Incognito
It is no coincidence that the Clinton Foundation, and other effective fronts for establishment power, prefer to hide their business down the indecipherable corridors of corporate rule. There has always been a great fear among the rich of the anonymous, faceless mob, otherwise known as the demos, the majority or, in tonier digs, “My fellow Americans,” which it sees as a kind of roving horde, genetically programmed to deceive and thieve. Christopher Nolan’s The Dark Knight Rises provides powerful imagistic depictions of the elite nightmare of the unhinged rabble. As Gotham is capsized by evil terrorist Bane, the underclass predictably run amok, conducting ecstatic looting sprees in Park Avenue mansions and establishing a farcical court of justice that embodies mob rule as it casts one elite after another onto the cracking ice of the East River.

Naturally, Batman is summoned to save the ruling class in the name of law and order. Like most capitalist depictions, the dictatorship of the proletariat comes off looking like an abject band of savages, intoxicated by the first draughts of power (a commodity best managed by elites, who have experience lording it over the masses). To prevent such horror, a useful ruse must be invented to ensure the one percent are never subject to the sight of some crazed bête noire calling, “Gotham, take back your city!” to the scurvy hordes, toothless and trembling with riotous visions of plunder.

The rich harbor so much angst about the poor because they are consciously exploiting them, enacting the indefensible on the defenseless. The jet-set are still seated up in the penthouses of metropolis, impassively deleting large numbers from spreadsheets, not caring those numbers represent lives on the street, which eventually morph into the favelas that must be vigilantly policed. Of course, that doesn’t mean shantytowns can’t be profitably exploited. During the 2010 World Cup, “safe streets” were organized so tourists could comfortably gaze upon the quotidian lives of the South African poor, like curious zoologists taking notes on some new species. Regular tours of sanitized favelas are provided for fascinated world travelers in the hills above Rio, the Potemkin villages of neoliberalism.


(Clinton Foundation)


The fear of the mob is a central feature of American history. President Trump’s fear of immigrants is a subcategory of this, and is nothing new. Listen to this Citations Needed podcast for an eye-opening exploration of the real history of our “nation of immigrants.” The founding fathers worked tirelessly to deny majority rule. American foreign policy has assiduously policed the frontiers of empire to ensure no mass movement emerges to challenge its hegemony. Party politics feverishly enjoins us to band behind the lesser evil to save our frail democracy from certain peril. Batteries of imperial solicitors have billed millions of hours intensely architecting an impenetrable latticework of global trade laws to render impotent the domestic protections of sovereign populations. And the corporate media have exhaustively advertised the ideologies of power through tightly managed distribution channels.

Founding Fears--
The impressive feature of the United States is the length of time with which a minority of elites have controlled the opinions of hundreds of millions of citizens. Voting for the predetermined representatives of the powerful twice a decade has been enough to fix some citizens with the belief that they are masters of their destiny, and others with the resigned understanding that they are subject to the destiny of the masters. Between elections, citizen-consumers subsist on the material goods purchased on credit as they graze through pastures of prefabricated junk, hastily assembled by wage-slaves in the Pearl River Delta for export to the crumbling metropole.

"The rich harbor so much angst about the poor because they are consciously exploiting them, enacting the indefensible on the defenseless. The jet-set are still seated up in the penthouses of metropolis, impassively deleting large numbers from spreadsheets, not caring those numbers represent lives on the street, which eventually morph into the favelas that must be vigilantly policed..."

As Noam Chomsky points out in Profit Over People, the American revolution never really addressed the problems of class that it brought with it across the Atlantic. The landed gentry, the lawyers and wealthy merchants, put the legal structure of the country together, while the impoverished subsistence farmers and the like were allowed to consent to the wise--and wisely self-serving--verdicts of the new ruling class. Based on property rights, the people who owned the country were set up to rule, as President of the Continental Congress John Jay advised. A free franchise would understandably imperil the property assets of the upper classes, a fate that the founders sought to avoid at all costs while still retaining a patina of populism. After all, it was a class of slave owners who penned the line that all men are created equal and the founders of a ‘republic’ who decided that only white male property owners could vote in it.

Popular Elite Disguises
The double-tongued gene has been in our DNA since the beginning. More than Republicans, the Democratic Party has mastered the devilish arts of serving elitism while manipulating populism, to reference a line by the late Christopher Hitchens. The Democrats seized upon the demographic game in the early Sixties, eventually backing a landmark immigration bill that would transform the complexion of the country, marginalizing the white supremacist faction the Republicans had fused themselves to. The Democrats, having lost southern whites, aligned themselves with minorities. Not at all a bad strategy but for one flaw. The Democrats have committed themselves to minorities of every stripe, no exceptions, including the group that James Madison called, “the minority of the opulent.”

Elite capital is itself a minority. And this is the minority that Democrats truly serve; the rest are largely pacified with red-tape half-measures and rhetorical sops. Ethnic minorities must be protected against institutional and individual racism. Transgender minorities must be protected against myopic binary sexism. Gays must be protected against homophobia and legal discriminations. And corporate elites must be protected against the poor. It is this last axiom that sours the profile of Democrats. This is unlikely to change, for as corporate hero Bill Clinton once limned when describing how left-leaning voters would, in the final analysis, vote Democrat, “They have nowhere else to go.” Wherever they turn, minorities are left to vote for the one predominantly white minority that will betray them.

Foreigners at the Frontier
[dropcap]W[/dropcap]henever and wherever the majority rears its Medusan head, the minority of the opulent and their foot soldiers are there to suppress it. This is especially evident in Latin America, which it declared to be its own backyard with the Monroe Doctrine. The Washington establishment has worked indefatigably to put down popular rebellions that threaten to capsize the comprador elites the U.S. has entrained in power.

At first the U.S. seized power by pretending to defend the South against European imperialism. Then it was protecting Latin America from Communism. Now it argues the South needs Chicago School medicine to straighten out its economic course. In just this century, we’ve seen the rollback of numerous left-leaning movements and governments. After rejecting the IMF and restoring its economic health, Argentina is back in the hands of the creditors. Brazil’s Washington-managed elitists have finally jailed onetime steelworker Lula Ignacio Lula da Silva, impeached his successor, and elected a fascist Punchinello promising law and order, a Latin strongman in a Brooks Brothers suit. All the way back to Eisenhower, Washington has preached the humanitarian advantages of the free-market system to the Brazilians, Ike even telling them capitalism was, “socially conscious.” Then Washington supported the military dictatorship in Brazil that reigned from the Sixties to the Eighties.

On the western side of the continent, Colombia is the site of one of the worst human rights record in the world. It’s Washington-backed government and paramilitaries have spent decades assassinating political activists of every kind, from labor representatives to political candidates, all to ensure a stable investment climate for elite capital. The Honduran coup d’état that deposed a populist and installed a right-wing presidency was welcomed in Washington, the whole matter swept under the carpet of ‘stability’ by Hillary Clinton’s state department. Venezuela teeters on the ledge of the political abyss, its Bolivarian project assailed by illegal western sanctions from without, commodity hoarding by comprador elites and western-funded regime-change fanatics from within. Neoliberal extremists inside the beltway declare the inflationary chaos in Caracas as one more case study of the futility of socialism.

Minority Rules
[dropcap]F[/dropcap]oreign policy is also in a real sense a project of popular suppression. We tend to conceive foreign policy in military terms, but the handmaiden of force is fraud. The corollary of military might is economic manipulation, an especially useful way to drive populations to despair and evict their leaders, which can then be hastily replaced with western-educated technocrats happy to do the beltway’s bidding. This kind of financialized foreign policy rests on two tactics: sanctions and trade law.

Though the previous Democratic administration generated a proliferating raft of sanctions of what it considered to be ‘rogue’ nations, President Trump has added even more.

As The Empire Files’ Abby Martin expertly reports, the most foolish such move by the president was to unravel the JCPOA with Iran that Obama implemented, and to heap 143 new sanctions on Tehran. Trump has applied 80 new sanctions on the DPRK on top of 74 levied by Obama. Though Obama deserves credit for turning Syria into a cauldron of jihadist chaos, Trump has nearly doubled the number of sanctions on Damascus, adding 287 in just two years. He has levied 43 against Libya, a failed state still smoldering from its NATO dismemberment in 2011. And the president has added 105 sanctions against Russia and Ukraine, and 43 against the phantom hackers who allegedly penetrated the DNC. In South America, the administration has added nine times as many sanctions against Venezuela as did Obama in a desperate bid to finally topple the Bolivarian revolution. Tellingly, Rafael Maduro was just re-elected with 67 percent of the vote, despite low turnout. These numbers give the lie to the notion that Donald Trump is somehow an isolationist who wants to end imperial wars. Though recalling troops from Syria and Afghanistan is an excellent step, the piling on of sanctions against target nations is war by other means.

The fear of popular rule is also reflected in the fastidious efforts of elites to engineer international trade law that guarantee market access above and beyond the concerns of ordinary citizens. These legal structures are formed within international organizations like the WTO and implemented through programs like the TTIP and the TPP, which Obama labored so energetically to pass before his exodus from power, only to watch his dream program languish in the doldrums of partisan bickering. The point of the TPP was to open economic corridors across Asia that specifically excluded China. These opportunities would have been for American corporations, not American nor Asian citizens.

Under such onerous agreements, articulated as ‘foreign investment and trade,’ giant western multinationals in agriculture, communications, and financial services penetrate national markets, crush domestic companies or acquire them, and price gouge the majority. Often nationalized companies, like mineral utilities in Brazil or telecoms in Asia or oil companies in Iraq, are ‘privatized’ to make this possible. This means that the state, holding the national resources of the people, sell those resources to private western entities as below-market prices, effectively handing off the wealth of a country without the prior consent of the people, at prices that guarantee profitability for the western buyers.

The new owners then raise prices in keeping with their corporate charters, whereas state-owned companies are at least nominally bound to use resources on behalf of the population that owns them rather than for nameless shareholders in distant hemispheres. The central features of the TPP, for instance, stipulated that its rules would supersede any domestic laws that inhibited profits of the multinationals, even enabling a global supercourt staffed by corporate arbitration specialists. This legal sleight of hand effectively demolishes the concept of national sovereignty on behalf of corporate rule. This is precisely what Obama argued for, although he couched it in USA vs. China rhetoric, trying to coax a hibernating economic patriotism from a distracted consumer populace.

Managing Perception
[dropcap]I[/dropcap]n order to manufacture the consent of the ruled, ‘free’ markets are sold alongside ‘free’ speech and ‘freedom’ of religion in a single package that sounds modern and progressive, but is deeply exploitative and regressive. That package essentially pairs capitalism with democracy. Again and again, when capitalism and democracy are paired, capital buys the democracy and dispossesses the demos of its wealth. As a consequence, wherever capitalism exists, one finds massive propaganda infrastructure designed to disguise the aims of capital. Without the latter, capitalism is exposed and overthrown.

It is interesting that the full-scale propaganda industry in America was launched to engineer consent for Washington’s entry into World War One. It is invariably easier to create convincing propaganda when it concerns events happening overseas rather than at home, for obvious reasons. Woodrow Wilson’s Creel Commission, staffed by Edward Bernays among others, whipped up mass anger at “Hun atrocities” in order to convince the isolationist populace that recusing itself from the war was a moral crime. The fake dossier of evidence of Hun savagery was supplied by none other than the British foreign ministry. Late in the second decade of the 21st century, Washington elites are again using British intelligence to supply disinformation (see the Steele dossier and lately the farcical Integrity Initiative). The hysteria of the Hun propaganda matches the hysteria of the Russiagate propaganda. It sometimes seems as though the one percent has displaced its fear of the mob onto a phantom foreign evil, the better to avoid openly revealing its antipathy for the lower classes.

In Sheldon Wolin’s version of totalitarianism the state is not embodied in the electrifying presence of a dictator, clad in polished jackboots, declaiming into the crackling air the ironclad mantras of the state. Rather Wolin’s version is faceless and anonymous, a system embodied in the ghostly apparition of elite capital. It is best represented not by the muscular energy of the strongman, but by the silver-tongued glibness of the corporate spokesperson. Rather than a concretized figure of authority, the new totalitarianism is fronted by a hologram, a transparency that soothes instead of animating. They congregate in shadowy and marginally reported conclaves, conferring across secret agendas at Bilderberg Group, G7 and Davos, the Trilateral Commission, and other silent summits beyond the din of urbanity.

In the end, we live beneath a form of capitalist absolutism, a corporate totalitarianism that renders the state anonymized and the individual atomized, a state of being from which there often seems no escape. Yet it is perhaps this impulse to abdication and resignation in the face of such vast, cyclopean structures that is the ultimate aim of the engines of consent. As we resign ourselves to our fate, we turn inward, focusing on individual needs, artificial and real, slowly severing the fraying threads of solidarity that once made us such a formidable threat to power and the very source of their disquiet.

About the Author
 The Sins of Empire: Unmasking American Imperialism. He lives in New York City and can be reached at jasonhirthler@gmail.com.  

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The Best Definition of Donald Trump We Have Found

In his zeal to prove to his antagonists in the War Party that he is as bloodthirsty as their champion, Hillary Clinton, and more manly than Barack Obama, Trump seems to have gone “play-crazy” -- acting like an unpredictable maniac in order to terrorize the Russians into forcing some kind of dramatic concessions from their Syrian allies, or risk Armageddon.However, the “play-crazy” gambit can only work when the leader is, in real life, a disciplined and intelligent actor, who knows precisely what actual boundaries must not be crossed. That ain’t Donald Trump -- a pitifully shallow and ill-disciplined man, emotionally handicapped by obscene privilege and cognitively crippled by white American chauvinism. By pushing Trump into a corner and demanding that he display his most bellicose self, or be ceaselessly mocked as a “puppet” and minion of Russia, a lesser power, the War Party and its media and clandestine services have created a perfect storm of mayhem that may consume us all. Glen Ford, Editor in Chief, Black Agenda Report 




The Pieties of the Liberal Class

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[dropcap]F[/dropcap]rom the west side of the island, a pedestrian can see, high in the misty gray sky of Manhattan, the carmine lettering of The New Yorker hotel. The art-deco staple of the Jazz Age has graced the skyline of the city since 1930. It has hosted movie stars and starlets, ballplayers and boxers, heroic firefighters and geniuses of science. Barack Obama’s parents were married there. It is a beacon of bourgeois New York life. City dwellers and tourists see it as a kind of marker of pedigree, its neon serifs floating like a semaphore of sophistication above the bustling metropolis below. Fittingly, it is where elitist insider and liberal icon Hillary Clinton conceded the 2016 election to Donald Trump. Pale and proud, she positioned herself as a champion of women, her flour-haired éminence grise clapping in the background.

From that moment until today, the Democratic Party and its acolytes have lived in deep denial. It is still cobbling together its tapestry of thinly stitched storylines supposedly outing Russia for its nefarious plot to “attack our democracy”. In so doing, the tribe refuses to engage in self-reflection, never acknowledging the accommodation of capital that has triggered its demise. It is still launching flaming rhetorical volleys at the president with rare fury, convinced he has compromised America behind the back of the freedom-loving naifs that so innocently trusted our great institutions. It lifts him up as the embodiment of evil against which they nobly rage. It decries his policy actions even as it hides their own like deeds. The piety of the Party is on full display.


Too Righteous for Reality

Sharing the same name and a comparable role, the city’s elitist manual of manners and opinion, The New Yorker, recently published a breathless new report on election media that attributes Russian trolls with the “decisive” content in the world-historical fiasco of Donald Trump’s election. The billion dollars flung into the mediasphere by the actual candidates is shoved aside, fodder for this year’s midterm campaign strategists but of little consequence in 2016. The report is a feverish campaign to keep the fragile egotism of Democratic elites on life-support, to rejuvenate a party that cannot bear to face the fact that its own sellout to corporate donors has wrecked the party. This is but one of dozens of reports fastidiously produced by incalculable hordes of liberal resisters scurrying along the horizon of the web like wildebeest in flight. Subverting elections, the magazine wisely intones, “doesn’t require tampering with voting machines.”

Here the bar is lowered. From a multi-layered high-tech hacking job to a simple “influence campaign,” the criterion for blaming Russia continues to slide toward absurdity. “Russian masterminds” are parenthetically mentioned but never named. At least until our lantern-jawed paladin, Robert Mueller, swaggers into the press room to gravely announce the indictment of a sundry list of Russians currently residing in distant Russian climes and never likely to see the inside of an American court. Yet they shall be indictedin absentia. These faceless trolls are said to have waged “information warfare against the United States of America” (the name of our nation doubtless spelled out in full to underscore the gravity of the event). U.S. intelligence weighs in with “high confidence” on hacking allegations. No evidence is released; national security requires relentless secrecy. We would have to take their word for it, though they never examined the servers in question, though later evidence revealed it was a leak, not a hack. Yet this grave declaration issued from behind the beveled door of the National Director of Intelligence is sufficient for hyperventilating liberals to embrace.

Living in Gore Vidal’s “United States of Amnesia,” Democratic stalwarts have naturally forgotten the litany of lies the intelligence community has shamelessly produced at the behest of their political betters. Forget the Lusitania. Forget the missile gap. Forget the Gulf of Tonkin. Laugh off the incubator babies. Skip those lingering 9/11 questions. Shelve the torture memos. Ditch the WMD threats and trash the yellow cake expose, Libyan Viagra sprees, and Syrian chemical attacks. Surely this time we can trust our government. “Russian saboteurs” amplified Trump’s vile and “divisive” rhetoric, an implicit kind of collusion that perhaps did not require an actual meeting of minds, maybe just a telepathic understanding. Again the evidentiary standards slip. The report, like most of its kind, concludes barking about “likelihood” and probabilities, but concedes that it is “hard to know” if “Russian propaganda and dirty tricks” put The Donald into the Oval Office.


Policy Warriors Man the Barricades

[dropcap]O[/dropcap]n a more quotidian level, it is half-amusing, half-nauseating to witness the social media myopia of former government employees as they condemn in the Trump administration what they themselves enabled in their own era.

Sharing the same name and a comparable role, the city’s elitist manual of manners and opinion, The New Yorker, recently published a breathless new report on election media that attributes Russian trolls with the “decisive” content in the world-historical fiasco of Donald Trump’s election. The billion dollars flung into the mediasphere by the actual candidates is shoved aside, fodder for this year’s midterm campaign strategists but of little consequence in 2016. The report is a feverish campaign to keep the fragile egotism of Democratic elites on life-support, to rejuvenate a party that cannot bear to face the fact that its own sellout to corporate donors has wrecked the party.
On federal wages, David Axelrod fulminates that the president’s denial of a federal wage hike because a trillion-dollar tax break created new deficits was “beyond outrageous.” The clever account, “Kamala Harris is a cop” replied, “It’s almost as shitty as bailing out the banks while 10 million people lost their homes.” Even Eric Holder, Obama’s Brooks Brothers AG, weighed in with some sanctimonious cant about Trump and his “fat cat friends”. (By the way, by my count, Holder made four grammatical mistakes in that single tweet.) Sure, Trump’s tax cuts are outrage-worthy public bribes to big capital. But Axelrod either forgets, or neatly hides beneath the blanket of his rectitude, that Obama froze federal workers pay using deficit fears to justify it, and made one-percent tax cuts permanent. But only Trump generates the wild fury of the liberal class at such injustices. Another instance of that most pernicious kind of fidelity: blind loyalty.

On the Middle East, Samantha Power tweets with ecclesiastical fervor about the horror of Trump’s fealty to his Saudi pals at the expense of millions of Yemenis. She forgets–or is the word “compartmentalizes”?–that her boss launched America’s support for the KSA’s criminal war. Sold them guns to kill with, even after the war began. In other words, it’s bipartisan policy. But for Sam, it’s all about the optics. In public relations, perception becomes the highest value, just as in capitalist societies, profit is the singular ethic. How curious it would be to unfurl the Ariadne’s Thread that leads to Power’s justification for such obtuse piety. One can imagine dear Sam on a weekday morning in her tony brownstone, tapping out her tweets while her Darjeeling sleeps quietly on the mahogany desk.

[dropcap]O[/dropcap]n war, numerous liberal outlets attacked Trump for not having a strategy on Syria when he bombed an air base last year, viewing his one-off strike related to alleged chemical weapons use with contempt. One must have a “strategy”, the pundits sniffed. Yet Barack Obama began the Syrian war and provided such baffling backdoor guidance that the Pentagon and CIA were actually fighting at cross-purposes, sometimes slaughtering ISIS terrorists and sometimes arming and providing air cover for their comrades. “Well,” says the Democratic foot soldier, “war is a complicated thing. Truth is the first casualty. You’ve seen the Burns’ documentary? Like he said, bad things were done by good men. The fog of war is real.”



On immigration, liberals hyperventilate over Trump’s derisive treatment of immigrants. But where were they when their heroic changemaker Barack Obama did much the same? They were silent. Asleep at the switch. Doting giddily over their slim-suited feminist with his supple vocabulary and luminous smile. If there was ever an empirical instance of sheeple, this was it. This is that very loyalty that Democrats angrily demand from independents. “Come on, now!” barks the fed-up liberal, as he slams his neatly folded Timesto the table, “Come back to the real world. Only two parties can win. You want Republicans running this country? You’re being insanely idealistic. Change is slow and incremental. Progress is measured in centuries, not great leaps. Don’t make the perfect the enemy of the good!” And on other occasions, as the dinner party pinot loosens the tongue, “You know if you vote third party again, you’re culpable if Trump wins. It’s on you! You and your utopian socialist peers.”

On the Supreme Court, Barack Obama’s nominee for the Supreme Court, Merrick Garland, voted with Brett Kavanaugh 93 percent of the time and was described by the National Organization for Women as a “cipher” when it came to his positions of reproductive issues. Garland may have been a more moderate candidate in the end, and surely Kavanaugh’s apish antics and disturbing history tell us plenty about him, but what of the fact that his overt support of torture, the Patriot Act, indefinite detention, and a host of other anti-democratic perspectives were broadly shared and reified by Democrats?

On foreign relations, former CIA mobfather John Brennan tosses off another of his sanctimonious tweets about Trump, America, and Principles. This one about Saudi Arabia’s apparent dismembering of a journalist in their Turkish embassy. Brennan glad-handed KSA royalty for years and said nothing while they slaughtered thousands of Yemenis in a criminal war of aggression that he and his Commander in Chief could have shut down. And yet, like his other former colleagues, Brennan rages on social media that if Jamal Khashoggi “…is found to be dead at the hands of the Saudi government, his demise cannot go unanswered…” and he demands a “full and forceful U.S. response” from the Trump administration and Congress. In the top left-hand corner of the tweet is a bubble bearing Brennan’s stonelike visage, scowling down frightfully at his own words and at “the world community”. The man seems to have been waiting his entire life to assume this role, the outspoken authoritarian defender of the noble world order. Aged, august, awe-inspiring. But today, he comes off more as a decorous crank hoping to earn himself a statue somewhere on the National Mall. One can envision the marble-carved or bronze-cast effigy, jaw squarely set, chest thrust forward, a copy of Augustine in one claw, a CIA field manual in the other.

Then there’s Barack himself, who is busily cleaning up for himself on the speaking circuit. The presidency is always a quid pro quo. Serve our financial aims now, we’ll serve yours later. Obama is just another imitation of Bill Clinton, whose incrementalist path he traced through his Oval Office years. He did pause during one recent monologue to herald a fresh new idea: Medicare for All. Yes, that novel concept heretofore unknown to men, least of all Obama, who believed in universal care until his inauguration, when with a presidential palm he swept even a public option off the table; he and the vultures of capital had already approved a Heritage Foundation scheme, penned by the insurance industry, and which would require federal enforcement to ensure a substantial segment of the populace would subscribe to it.


Capital Crimes

[dropcap]I[/dropcap]n his excellent polemic, Imperialism: The Highest Stage of Capitalism, Vladimir Lenin wrote that we could only take leaders at their word if they opposed a policy not only when the enemy was implementing it, but when their own side was implementing the same policy. On this score, all the Obama liberals fail the test, as do the equally haughty conservatives. Their fake outrage, their pious contempt, and their theatrical astonishment are forms of political posturing and, as the conservatives themselves say, “virtue signaling”. Power evidently corrupts us so thoroughly that when we gain power, our singular value becomes retaining power. We are often principled until our principles confront the opportunity to increase our power. Then they are deprioritized. How does an electoral system that votes on federal seats just twice a decade militate against this human frailty, a moral infirmity we all share?

As Chris Hedges remarks, we still have the “iconography and language” of democracy, but we are made to “kneel before the dictates of the marketplace” and “structure our society around the primacy of profit.” We are left with an institutional “facade.” Which is why it is so proper to treat with derision the reeling hysteria of politicians who claim, in comical hand-wringing interviews, that “our democracy” is under attack. Why it is so perfectly appropriate to mock the mastheads of our major newspapers, which admonish us that, “Democracy Dies In Darkness,” as though the Washington Post, owned by a CIA contractor and the richest man on earth, is some kind of bulwark against corporate fascism. It is the very vanguard of corporate fascism. It is not a barricade being manned by scruffy journalists firing lead at would-be usurpers. What a farcical notion, yet one embraced by the liberal class, who fail to see the corruption of their party as a summons to revolution.

This human capacity for self-delusion may be the final nail in the coffin of our species. Perhaps even more than the instances cited above, it is most conspicuously seen in the refusal of the politicians to do anything meaningful about climate change. A new IPCC report spells out climate-induced wreckage to occur in our lifetimes (by 2040). But little if anything binding will be done until the corporate mandarins of industrial capitalism are assured of the super-profits they and their shareholders expect on a quarterly basis. Profits they now rake in by externalizing the environmental disasters their industrial production engenders. This piece of public art in Berlin has always struck me as perfectly capturing the futility of human behavior in the face of climate catastrophe: a group of senators gathered in conclave debating some obscure point of contention while the waters of the world rise to engulf them. Engulfed ultimately because they do not recognize the perversity of the system of capitalism in which we are all ensnared and complicit. A sightless species sniffing the air for hints of the skyfall bursting above it.

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The Best Definition of Donald Trump We Have Found

In his zeal to prove to his antagonists in the War Party that he is as bloodthirsty as their champion, Hillary Clinton, and more manly than Barack Obama, Trump seems to have gone “play-crazy” -- acting like an unpredictable maniac in order to terrorize the Russians into forcing some kind of dramatic concessions from their Syrian allies, or risk Armageddon.However, the “play-crazy” gambit can only work when the leader is, in real life, a disciplined and intelligent actor, who knows precisely what actual boundaries must not be crossed. That ain’t Donald Trump -- a pitifully shallow and ill-disciplined man, emotionally handicapped by obscene privilege and cognitively crippled by white American chauvinism. By pushing Trump into a corner and demanding that he display his most bellicose self, or be ceaselessly mocked as a “puppet” and minion of Russia, a lesser power, the War Party and its media and clandestine services have created a perfect storm of mayhem that may consume us all. Glen Ford, Editor in Chief, Black Agenda Report 




The Tribal Codes of the Liberal Class

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Democrats spelling out their new phony "bettter deal" to gullible audiences. Trump's oafishness has been a boon to these mountebanks.

Liberals and the sectarian West

[dropcap]P[/dropcap]eerless essayist and notorious crank Gore Vidal wrote that, "History is nothing but the story of the migration of tribes." This is a useful insight from a veteran critic of western republicanism. In the West, after all, we pretended to live in a society that has evolved beyond tribalism, thanks to the Enlightenment, the printing press, and sundry other magical innovations. In fact, we are so well-evolved, it is our responsibility to defend, on a global basis, the defenseless (and perhaps huddled) masses against the scourge of sectarianism from the scurvy hordes in 'developing' nations.

In reality, like almost everything in the West, the enduring practices of tribalism are merely disguised behind rhetorical facades that neither change nor mitigate the pernicious products of sectarianism. Be it ethnological or genealogical or other, we are still beholden to the ideologies of exclusivist power that generate human conflict. We are ruled by a bipartisan elite that jostle amongst themselves in intra-class battles for supremacy. These internecine wars, like cage fighting, are televised for the consumption of the masses, who clamor for bread and circuses. But make no mistake, these elites are two sides of the same corporate coin, locked in a symbiotic relation without which neither would survive. With a few necessary exceptions, the ruling class as a whole abides by the “vile maxim” articulated by Adam Smith: “...all for ourselves and nothing for other people."

The L Train
The principal western tribe is liberalism. The secondary western tribe is racist white patriarchy. But that tribe has been losing ground to the liberal tribe for decades now, slowly eclipsed as the complexion of American society broadens. Democrats got behind demographics in the Sixties, presumably as an electoral strategy, eschewing the shrinking white populace for the influx of ethnicities whose minority status would allow Democrats to transition from the party of labor to a party of multiculturalism without a significant shift in its discourse. Still fighting for the underdog. The standard fustian still applied.

Though the constituencies are different, on the core issue of class and imperialism and exploitation, the elites are truly bipartisan, that is to say, nonpartisan. Donald Trump, recognizing the Democrats abandonment of their old working class base, played the populist card, running to the left of that pastiche of false progressivism, Hillary Clinton, and took the election.

"...these choices are merely rhetorical and token displays. We have simply drafted a multicultural team into a class war."
Rather than face their hypocrisy and do the work of reconstruction, the Democrats hastily constructed a few flimsy scapegoats on which to pin their frustrations. They conflated Donald Trump with what they now call a "Russian influence campaign" into a colossal media construct called Russiagate. They have since herded all the liberal sheeple into a band of bleating resisters who clamor for the president's impeachment. They recently held a summit at a Republican’s funeral, where they lionized a warmonger and bonded over their shared contempt for the president.

As we have seen since the election, the credo of the liberal tribe can be distilled from the liberal response to Trump himself. It is simple: we must follow the rules of decorum. As journalist Michael Tracey says, "Aside from a few marginal deviations, Trump has faithfully implemented an orthodox GOP agenda. These grousing internal "resisters" (a reference to the anonymous Times op-ed from a Trump administration official) are getting just about everything they could've wanted policy-wise. It's the style/rhetoric that they find intolerable. They're obsessed with decorum."


Deliberately calibrated to affuent audiences, elitist smooth talkers like Obama have been able to sell a form of de facto imperial fascism to adoring multitudes still believing in their moral superiority.

This is precisely it. The language of politics must be massaged until it renders inoffensive terminology that is suitable to bourgeois audiences. Tame rhetoric must be employed. That is the mandate of the liberal tribe. What is being done behind the scenes, policy-wise, is an open question. What is not up for debate is the need to employ and deploy the calm platitudes and soothing phraseology of liberalism. Hence, when Barack Obama decides to mimic Jimmy Carter and fund a proxy war in the Middle East, he does so under the banner of helping "moderate rebels" to unseat a "brutal dictator", neither of which are accurate descriptions. The former refer to mercenary terrorists and the later to an elected president. But, drummed into bourgeois minds with ceaseless regularity, the labels stick.

Everything else is negotiable. This is possibly because the apparent fungibility of the liberal ethos. For modern liberals, everything is relative. It is all a matter of perspective; all is merely opinion. This sliding scale of moral suasion freed Democrats to sell themselves to corporate America on the premise that they could still make incremental progress on social issues even as they coffered coin from the purveyors of global imperialism. To do so, a flexible perspective was a prerequisite; one would have to triangulate policies that shaded left of conservatives but appealed to big business. Though they would have to advance the imperial agenda, they could do good by tempering its excesses. That old catchphrase in reverse: do good by doing well. The outlook was clear. The growing ranks of people of color would bolster their electoral power. Running candidates in suitable gender and ethnic categories would draw POC to the polls. And minor fiddling on the fringes of the capitalist system of exploitation could be trumpeted every four years as the small triumphs won in the face of Republican obstructionism. It seemed a flawless narrative strategy for political domination. And it all hinged on intellectual relativism and a vocabulary of empathy. It has worked for 16 of 24 year up to 2016, when the unraveling mise-en-scene of American austerity finally betrayed the narrative on a mass scale.

Class Before Color
[dropcap]O[/dropcap]ne of the great successes of the liberal tribe's multiculturalism is that it has convinced many Americans that we have in some sense overcome sectarianism. Thus when the "Washington crime syndicate" gets a black leader who appoints women and Hispanics to key government positions, we are led to believe the traditional tribal barriers have been broken down, and that perhaps we have moved into a meritocratic era, where one's work ethic and natural skills are the measure of our success. Yet these choices are merely rhetorical and token displays. We have simply drafted a multicultural team into a class war. It is class that reveals the tribal conflicts that still rage among us. Class expresses the race, gender, and national bigotries that shape the American experience. Class is economic, and that's why it is likely the fundamental category of stratification. But because class has been largely scrubbed from our national vocabulary, we often fail to notice the class war in which we are all enmeshed. Which is precisely the purpose of multiculturalism--to disguise class violence behind a mask of post-racial and post-gender brotherhood. Did the Democrats push the 1965 immigration act because they were deeply committed on supporting the dreams of Latinos and Asian immigrants? Or did they do it as part of a calculated electoral strategy?

Obama embodied this class strategy. Before he was black, he was elitist. He was awarded a Nobel Peace Prize. Yet he presided over seven wars, shattering international law at every turn. But he recited the rhetoric of peace. He spoke of humanitarian action. He spoke in measured terms, rarely tweeted, delivered articulate speeches that reified the tropes of liberal ideology: empathy, equality, and justice for all. Humility and principle, patriotism and free markets. Yet behind that wall of words he bombed brown people every day. He backed Israel in its slow-motion eradication of Palestine. He supported Saudi Arabia’s criminal siege on Yemen. He expanded fossil fuel drilling. He lobbied for fracking. He prosecuted patriots when they blew the whistle on government corruption. With a filibuster proof Senate majority, he appointed bipartisan elites to shelter the rich from the “pitchforks”. He stood aside while banks threw five million mostly POC from their homes. African-Americans lost unprecedented amount of wealth during his presidency. He lifted Republican programs and passed them off as his own version of the Great Society or New Deal initiatives. The ACA was anything but, yet the language--"affordable" and "care"--were plucked from the Democratic dictionary of false sympathy. Before Obama, it was Bill Clinton that gutted welfare and passed a crime bill that exploded the prison population, but he, too, professed to “feel your pain.”

For this reason the liberal tribe was silent over their offenses. Decorum. These presidents narrated the soothing mantras that reinforced the Democrats false image of themselves: as peace-loving, patient, magnanimous, and altruistic. It is the self-deceit of liberals that is the deepest tragedy of politics. Not Republican myopia. Read David Sirota on the compromise of the Democratic Party. Read Glen Ford on how Democrats don't care for minorities much more than Republicans do. They're just content to let minorities steer the racist, imperial, corporate ship of state now and then. Now, of course, as Sirota points out, a small groundswell of hopeful "social democrats" are challenging establishment Dems in various primaries. Summoned by the spectacle of Bernie Sanders quixotic charge in the 2016 primaries. Some will win, some will lose, but most of the winners will be ground up by the meat grinder of the party's beltway machine. Candidates like Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez have already vacillated before the pressures of the party--to support the status quo policies of endless austerity and war.

The Language of Conviction
[dropcap]L[/dropcap]iberals are happy to espouse the lexicon of equality but play the foot soldier of capital so long as they haven't got skin in the game. The ruling class, and the professional classes that serve it, rarely do. Failing that, wars a thousand miles away and merely perused in the morning papers are hardly sufficient to stimulate radical change. Through this lens, Vietnam was perhaps a bourgeois rebellion against being drafted into service. Once the draft was rescinded, the bourgeoisie professional class settled back into its groove of rehearsing liberal vapidities while surreptitiously supporting imperial slaughter. Whenever the vile and venal motives of war are exposed, liberals can simply say they were fooled by the humanitarian rhetoric of the Democratic Party. They can stoutly claim, "Well, I believed we needed to act before Milosevic launched another European genocide..." They can glibly shrug their shoulders and remark, "Well, I thought we were supporting moderate rebels against a brutal dictator. Are you telling me Assad..." Or shrug and say, "Surely Yanukovych was a corrupt politician..." and "Seventeen intelligence agencies agreed that Russia..."

And so on. The great unspoken goal of corporate media propaganda is plausible deniability. The rhetoric the media employs perverts reality and creates a mask of rectitude behind which liberals can hide, even when their narratives are exploded. I was fooled. I didn't know. This is news to me. Still the lesser evil. Malcolm X said white liberals were the friendly fox that wasn’t your friend. MLK said they care more about "order than justice." To that he might have added they also care more about platitudes than policy. In a society of spectacle, best to perfect the pose. When it comes to the Democratic Party's campaign pitch this fall, caveat emptor.

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The Best Definition of Donald Trump We Have Found

In his zeal to prove to his antagonists in the War Party that he is as bloodthirsty as their champion, Hillary Clinton, and more manly than Barack Obama, Trump seems to have gone “play-crazy” -- acting like an unpredictable maniac in order to terrorize the Russians into forcing some kind of dramatic concessions from their Syrian allies, or risk Armageddon.However, the “play-crazy” gambit can only work when the leader is, in real life, a disciplined and intelligent actor, who knows precisely what actual boundaries must not be crossed. That ain’t Donald Trump -- a pitifully shallow and ill-disciplined man, emotionally handicapped by obscene privilege and cognitively crippled by white American chauvinism. By pushing Trump into a corner and demanding that he display his most bellicose self, or be ceaselessly mocked as a “puppet” and minion of Russia, a lesser power, the War Party and its media and clandestine services have created a perfect storm of mayhem that may consume us all. Glen Ford, Editor in Chief, Black Agenda Report 




Anatomy of a False Consensus

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The illusion of a free press
Superb independent journalist Jonathan Cook recently wrote a thoughtful piece on what he termed the “Great Western Narrative,” the deceitful storyline that we digest on a daily basis from our media about America’s role in the world. It’s a devil with a thousand names. It’s what evolutionary biologist Robert Trivers calls a “false historical narrative.” What Adolf Hitler called the “big lie.” It’s what French sociologist Jacques Ellul said we privately crave, implying a level of complicity few would freely acknowledge. And it’s what Noam Chomsky said were “necessary illusions.” That winsome fable that keeps us docile and distracted while the timeless tale of bloodshed for bounty is written just over the horizon.


The Official Line

George Orwell explained that “who controls the past controls the future...and who controls the present controls the past.” He seemed to mean that those who control the truth, control the people. Once you’ve colonized truth, there is no need to colonize anything else. Your work is done, since perceived truth is often the motive cause of action. Presently the United States government controls the official interpretation of the truth, and it essentially claims that the U.S., as set forth in its founding charters and exemplified through its long history, is a faithful evangelist of individual liberty and free-market democracy, sharing its exceptional boon with the curious, chiding the disinterested, and reluctantly prodding the incalcitrant to quit their crimes and join the community of enlightened nations, where human liberty blooms in full. This is the mental medicine that the public must swallow, a poison pill that forestalls the engines of revolution.

Peerless Australian journalist and filmmaker John Pilger explains why that story is a fairy tale:

“Since 1945, more than a third of the membership of the United Nations–69 countries–have suffered some or all of the following at the hands of America’s modern fascism: they have been invaded, their governments overthrown, their popular movements suppressed, their elections subverted, their people bombed and their economies stripped of all protection, their societies subjected to a crippling siege known as ‘sanctions’.”

These are the crimson facts that must be converted into an optimistic tale of good intentions. A tale that wins the acceptance of the populace, without which these forms of imperial brutality could not be effected, at least not without considerable friction.

Taking Stock: A Cast of Characters

Critical to achieving popular consent is the need for a mix of approving voices. To create a sufficient ecosystem of affirmation, you’ll need both anecdotal and analytical proofs. Hit the emotional chord and the logical chord one after another. Heartstrings and data graphs. This is not a new model of ‘manufacturing consent’, as Walter Lippmann called it in his seminal Public Opinion in 1922. It has long been a tactic of those in advertising, marketing, and public relations. It always helps, when selling a product, to have a diverse selection of legitimating voices. Authority helps. Peers help. Crowd support helps. Insiders help. You’ll see the same model at work in advertising today. Two out of three doctors recommend. Four stars from 550 customer reviews. Seventy-five percent of respondents preferred. In two double-blind clinical studies. As someone who suffers from, I trust. 

If freedom and democracy are the movie posters that sheathe the reality of imperialism, then the onscreen mise-en-scene is populated by stock characters that supply the illusion of debate, of democracy in action. What it really is, is the insular consensus of a hidebound elite. Their children aren’t being deployed, their jobs aren’t being offshored, their paychecks aren’t being garnished...
 While there is no intrinsic evil in gathering up a range of advocates to buttress one’s pitch, this model of influence is easily perverted. At the more innocuous end of the spectrum, a movie promoter offers an implicit quid pro quo to a well-known reviewer: a first look for a positive review. At the dark end of the spectrum lies the political press and mainstream coverage of foreign affairs. This is where the model is employed to sell entire nations on a different kind of product: blood conquest. To sell that product you’ll need a messaging campaign that keeps the population pacified and patriotic. Bury the side effects in the nineteenth paragraph. Link out to the uncomfortable facts. Or don’t mention them at all. Propaganda at this end of the scale is effectively advertising masquerading as journalism.

Taking the instructive case of the Syrian War, let’s look at a handful of the characters the mainstream media has deposited into their false historical narrative. Gathered from mid- to late-April, listen to the media flog imperial fictions about Syria’s Bashar Al Assad and a chemical attack that was neither verified or attributed, and later found to most likely be a false flag. What’s important here is that a diversity of voices share a common view.

  • Naturally, one needs to hear from a respectable member of K Street, that thoroughfare of think tanks that act like a grist mill for national policy. A foot soldier from warmongering Atlantic Council (Faysal Itani) sketches Assad as a kind of rodent, pinned in the back of a tunnel, prepared to wait out an aggressive but impatient predator. Witness the New York Timesflogging White Helmets (al-Qaeda media department) imagery to promote a probable false flag, all while whittling down an entire army of patriotic soldiers to an effigy of Bashar Al Assad, twisting demonically in the chem-laden breeze. The article hews to the prescribed talking point of the 24-hour news cycle: the administration’s lack of a ‘coherent strategy,’ a nuanced way of calling for more than a show of strength.
  • A fair-haired Congressman with a principled stance would be a helpful addition. Cue Lindsey Graham, the loquacious Senator, who was hardly so restrained as Itani, calling for Assad’s assassination on Twitter (once, of course, the country’s air force was obliterated). Perhaps Graham can dust off the blueprint for Libyan chaos from seven years ago. Such a simple plan: Security Council resolution, scope creep, murder, regime change. Fast forward to slave auctions on some dusky square in Sirte.
  • A bit of irony is always useful, particularly at the Times, where a sense of milquetoast decorum is a brand asset. It keeps the reader from assuming the op-ed pages are filled with a raging pack of humorless warmongers. On cue, cartoonists with long faces joined the fray, implying that even without a chemical weapons false flag, ‘intervention’ would be acceptable.
  • Follow that with something grave and heart-rending, preferably the voice of someone on the ground in the conflict zone or, barring that, an embittered exile. Enter Abdulhamid Qabbani, a rueful Syrian refugee who is afforded considerable column inches, presumably because he is said to be one of the humble nonviolent protesters from 2011, a reference to the authentic unrest in Syria that is repeatedly and erroneously conflated with the ignition point of the war. It was not. The injection of lethally armed jihadis by the West was the tipping point. But that is not the point of Qabbani’s op-ed. Rather, he laments his grandmother’s status, her home destroyed, one presumes by her own government, while the “world looks away” and will doubtless fail her again and again. An ugly and regrettable story, but one which is cynically published to help direct the narrative finger-pointing away from Washington in the subtlest of ways.
  • Well, there’d be no consensus without a risible byline from wild-eyed Zionist. The NYT opinion page then welcomes the author of a book called “Rise and Kill First,” a supposedly riveting account of how the IDF, Mossad, Caesarea, and Shin Bet take the Talmudic maxim to heart and slaughter first, all while tackling those “thorny ethical questions” that occasionally arise during a brutal occupation. This correspondent chides Israel for not observing its “duty to defend Syrians,” naturally taking on hearsay that the Syrian Arab Army gleefully slaughters its own.

  • Stephens: Vile thoughts do not come from nowhere. People like this put them into circulation.

    Of course, the readership must also hear from a familiar face. Enter quotidian op-ed flack Bret Stephens, who enthusiastically joins the chorus of armchair warriors. Stephens is no stranger to taking bold positions. He has previously argued that Americans don’t deserve men of iron principle like John McCain; he told Palestinians they should blame themselves for their troubles; he calls Kim Jong-un a cheater and deceiver; he believes Donald Trump is courageous; and he claims Iran already violated the JCPOA, thereby legitimizing America’s exit from the “lousy deal.” Not one to disappoint, here Stephens writes of his desire for “severe” consequences for the users of chemical weapons (assumed to be Assad himself again). This thoughtful interlocutor of American foreign policy enthuses over the appointment of John Bolton, the man with the handlebar mustache (or is it an imperial?), as National Security Advisor. Stephens sees Bolton as the man who will unleash the administration, help it to assume its natural warlike posture, assemble a ‘coherent strategy’ (i.e., full-scale, long-term engagement), and finally attack. This strategy, if Stephens has his druthers, would include a “decapitation strike” on Assad and his lieutenants. How nice. The reader can gaze at his goateed face, a facsimile of equipoise, and perhaps decipher in it the oracular wisdom of the deep state.

  • The institutional perspective never fails to deliver the gravitas of heavy brains in conclave. At CIA contractor Jeff Bezos' Washington Post, no less than the entire “Editorial Board” weighs in with considerable gusto. Only the board can opine from an institutional perspective, so their musings carry particular weight. It seems not to consider the import of its words, as it freely declares that “a few cruise missiles won’t change anything in Syria,” not least “Syria’s war crimes.” What is wanting, according to this groupthink primer, is a “concerted strategy” that protects “vital American interests.” Note the thematic consistency with the Times. The administration’s one-off missile attacks are simply insufficient to achieve durable changes in Syria.
  • In case the ethical argument hasn’t been put home with sufficient force, the frightful voice of a true moral crusader can work wonders on the soft liberal sentiments of MSM readers. To accomplish this doughty task, The Guardian leaps aboard the Syrian Express with a belligerent screed from fearsome Simon Tisdall. Tisdall emphasizes both “morality” and “self-interest” side by side. Tisdall is on a moral crusade. He blames Assad--again, just the one man--for the crimes in Syria, implying the 500,000 deaths are largely his doing.  (To reject that Assad started the war and has done the most slaughtering of innocents is not to declare his innocence; doubtless the SAA has killed civilians, as has Russia). It is assumed that he is slaughtering his own citizens because they are earnest rebels revolting against him, a claim longdebunked by countless alternative outlets and evenmainstream ones, which have conceded the armed opposition is jihadist and largely composed of foreigners. Tisdall falsely blames Assad for the 2013 Ghouta chemical weapons attack, which has beenshown by Seymour Hersh and others to have most likely been launched by the so-called “rebels.” Waiting for fact-finding UN missions amounts to “irresponsible obfuscation,” according to the frothing scribe.

  • Pro-Zionist Tisdall: A vicious media critter infected with the imperial hubris of past glories. These malignant hacks are the opinion leaders in the West.

    The art department, not to be denied a chance to participate, adds a helpful illustration of a hand pouring a bottle of chemicals, replete with skull and crossbones, onto a city. Tisdall calls East Ghouta a “Syrian Srebrenica,” and says the lack of war is “our shared shame.” He conflates the shady Salisbury incident with the East Ghouta one, and puts them both down to “Russian meddling,” an cheap claim without a shred of evidence. Although Mad Simon stops short of demanding full-scale occupation, he does not mince words. For him, intervention, “...means destroying Assad’s combat planes, bombers, helicopters and ground facilities from the air. It means challenging Assad’s and Russia’s control of Syrian airspace. It means taking out Iranian military bases and batteries in Syria if they are used to prosecute the war.” We must also do this to “tell Israel it is not alone,” since $4B a year in military aid from Washington doesn’t do the trick. This is all a moral imperative, from Simon’s point of view. Like his Atlantic peers, he wants “concerted, sustained military action” because Trump’s last strike was “limited.” As Simon rails, “One feel-good bombfest does not a strategy make.” The argument is eerily on-point with aforementioned articles. The Times Editorial Board characterized it similarly by lamenting “the limits of bluster.” All of these articles deride Donald Trump’s supposed lack of a strategy, little more than a more nuanced way of calling for war.


An Aggregate Fraud

Note the diversity of sources we’ve touched upon: a conscientious academic; a sardonic political cartoonist; a grief-stricken exile; a hard-nosed foreign policy realist; and a moral crusader. All are of a singular mindset: we must attack Syria. To anyone reading the news at hand, namely the MSM, it seems a range of voices from across the social spectrum have found common ground. This is what Joseph Goebbels meant when he said the idea of propaganda was to "...to present an ostensible diversity behind which lies an actual uniformity." To that end, this array of voices are functional necessities of a successful propaganda campaign. (Without question, it is also necessary to shotgun these voices across corporate-owned media channels on a weekly basis in order for the story to stick.)

We are all influenced by it, whether we like it or not. In the book of literary critique from which this article takes its name, critic Harold Bloom said his work on influence was an attempt to “forge a weapon” against a “gathering storm of ideology.” We do need weapons of wit and irony and fact to wield in the battle against groupthink. Uncovering the banal techniques by which false narratives are shaped is one of those weapons. Seeing the mechanics of a thing often helps demystify it.

As Mark Fisher writes in Capitalist Realism, “...in order to operate effectively, capitalism’s rapacity depends upon various forms of sheathing.” If freedom and democracy are the movie posters that sheathe the reality of imperialism, then the onscreen mise-en-scene is populated by stock characters that supply the illusion of debate, of democracy in action. What it really is, is the insular consensus of a hidebound elite. Their children aren’t being deployed, their jobs aren’t being offshored, their paychecks aren’t being garnished. Nor are they witness to the societies they wreck. The peasants they showcase, like a wounded exile during a SOTU speech, are just stage props to be discarded once they’ve served their purpose. It is, as Christopher Hitchens wrote, the manipulation of populism by elitism, sold to us at price others must pay. Caveat emptor.

Jason Hirthler is a veteran of the communications industry and recent author ofImperial Fictions, a collection of essays from between 2015-2017. He lives in New York City and can be reached at jasonhirthler@gmail.com.

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 The Sins of Empire: Unmasking American Imperialism. He lives in New York City and can be reached at jasonhirthler@gmail.com 

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Parting shot—a word from the editors

The Best Definition of Donald Trump We Have Found

In his zeal to prove to his antagonists in the War Party that he is as bloodthirsty as their champion, Hillary Clinton, and more manly than Barack Obama, Trump seems to have gone “play-crazy” -- acting like an unpredictable maniac in order to terrorize the Russians into forcing some kind of dramatic concessions from their Syrian allies, or risk Armageddon.However, the “play-crazy” gambit can only work when the leader is, in real life, a disciplined and intelligent actor, who knows precisely what actual boundaries must not be crossed. That ain’t Donald Trump -- a pitifully shallow and ill-disciplined man, emotionally handicapped by obscene privilege and cognitively crippled by white American chauvinism. By pushing Trump into a corner and demanding that he display his most bellicose self, or be ceaselessly mocked as a “puppet” and minion of Russia, a lesser power, the War Party and its media and clandestine services have created a perfect storm of mayhem that may consume us all. Glen Ford, Editor in Chief, Black Agenda Report