The conservative movement has perfected the dark art of victimhood to detestable new lows, even for them.
Once again, they’ve torn out the most incendiary pages of the far right’s twisted Machiavellian playbook, butchered most of the facts, and ignited the tinder box brimming over with anger and paranoia. Once again, they’ve manipulated a seemingly trivial event for their own selfish political (and financial) gain. Once again, they’ve frightened the living daylights out of their most gullible followers. And once again, their dubious tactics seem to be working. Like I said, it’s a dark art.
Whether it’s guns, or Bibles, or banks, or big oil they’re credulously protecting with the incessant screams of shrill voices and enraged sense of false patriotism, these susceptible pawns shifting around on the American political chessboard have sardined themselves with the rest of the can of crazies in what’s increasing become a vicious collective mass hysteria of guppies with unmistakable aims to obfuscate any attempt at rational discourse. Their favored tactic? Sling enough shit around, and something is bound to stick somewhere.
Steven Spielberg has become the quintessential film director of our time in bringing history to life. Several of his movies, based on actual events, take place in the past. But the consistent themes of humanitarianism and emotional sentiment that his very best films have managed to evoke in audiences worldwide remains just as apropos to our present and future.
The cinematic artisan who gave us indelibly moving reenactments of the Holocaust (“Schindler’s List,” which I rank as the best film ever made), the D-Day invasion (“Saving Private Ryan”), the massacre of Israeli athletes at the 1972 Olympic Games (“Munich”), and a post-American Civil War political crisis (“Lincoln”), most recently has undertaken one of lesser-known flash points of the Cold War.
It wasn’t just Daily Fantasy Sports which lost a rare chance to shine in a national spotlight and be taken seriously as a legitimate political issue during last night’s Republican Presidential Debate, which was held in Boulder, CO.
We all lost.
That’s right. Every proponent of legalized and regulated sports betting and online poker/gambling in America missed out on the golden opportunity to hear each and every major candidate on that stage being required to make an official statement when it comes to the freedom of individuals to make their own choices and then justify their position in front of millions of viewers and voters, about half of which are estimated to have gambled within just the past year.
Fracking the Media: Does shrinking and therefore dividing news sources sabotage our common understanding of reality and impede compromise? Might this spell the end of democracy?
Writer’s Note: Today’s essay is a continuation somewhat of yesterday’s topic, “Are Twitter and Facebook Flaming Out?” which can be read HERE.
A thought-provoking essay appeared today online, “Why Twitter’s Dying (And What You Can Learn From It),” authored by Umair Haque. I urge everyone to read it. If accurate (and I believe it is), the future doesn’t portend very well for traditional social media outlets, particularly the two most popular platforms in the United States — Twitter and Facebook.
In his essay, Haque describes Twitter as what was once the embodiment of a Utopian promise, that an instantly-accessible open global town square would become the centrifuge for creative thoughts and new ideas which could be freely expressed, without censorship nor commercial viability. Posts could be compressed into a single, easily-digestible cliffnote of just 140 characters, be blasted out, and then receive instant feedback. Presumably, one’s own devoted army of followers serve both as a sounding board and a filter to the vast greater universe beyond. Post something truly profound, and it just might get re-tweeted into the thousands.