Palin And The New New Dumb, or "Que Sa-Rah! Sa-Rah!"
"No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master."
-- Hunter S Thompson"The only ones left with any confidence at all are the New Dumb. It is the beginning of the end of our world as we knew it. Doom is the operative ethic."
-- ibid, 11/20/2000
Considering the number of economic, political, and existential catastrophes we are facing down in the present day, it seems an inordinate amount of time, energy, and ink are being devoted to Sarah Palin. “… (A) ttention,” sayeth Frank Rich in the New York Times, “must be paid,” describing her as “far and away the most important brand in American politics after Barack Obama.”
Rich’s emphasis on branding is acute. Palin, and what, God help us, might be described as Palinism, has as much or more to do with consumer appeal as it does with civic concern. Palin neatly straddles the media info-tainment divide, and speculation on her plans for the future is neatly divided between those positing her as a talk show host and those who think she’ll run for President in 2012. This latter group is further subdivided between Democrats, who respond to the possibility by laughing and shouting “Bring it on”, and the hard right fringe, who lately respond to it by standing outside chain bookstores and chanting “Sa-Rah! Sa-Rah! Sa-Rah!”
I obviously identify much more with the first group than the second, but both groups make me uneasy. While I haven’t been above having a laugh at Caribou Barbie’s expense, and am frankly salivating at the prospect of writing about such a campaign, I’m a grizzled old fart--face it, I’ve had to-- and one of the lessons I’ve learned in the grizzling process is that just because something’s absurd doesn’t mean it won’t happen, particularly in American politics. The reason for this truism, of course, is the existence of the second group, who are completely and utterly out of their tiny little minds and thus both unpredictable and scary as hell.
There has been a vogue of late in left and center-left political commentary warning against exactly this kind of laughter. Those who follow Palin and other bits of walking chuckle-bait like Glen Beck, Rush Limbaugh, and the Fox News and Tea Party crowds, we are told, are representing a deep and powerful populist rage and thus must be taken seriously. While I can see the point of these arguments, to me they beg the question “How do we do that, exactly?” What objective standards can we even apply to a group of people who celebrate abject ignorance as an expression of anti-elitism, who mistake their hatreds and prejudices for “good common sense”, who reject informed debate in favor of chanted slogans and shout-downs, and who take as their vanguard and standard-bearer a woman who has been thoroughly documented as a liar, a quitter, a proud ignoramus, a shameless opportunist, and a petty, vindictive public whiner? Take them seriously, hell— how can we even talk to them?
The good news is that we probably don’t have to. The Palin “movement” is a first class example of the Bright Shiny Object school of newsworthiness, and has already been granted attention and influence to a degree that is wildly out of proportion to its actual size. While some populist rage is certainly justified in this day and age, and could have its uses-- the recent strange bedfellows collaboration between Representatives Ron Paul (R-TX) and Alan Grayson (D-FL) to mandate an audit of the Federal Reserve springs to mind, and seems to offer a possible collaboration of left and right that has nothing to do with the milquetoast center-- the red faced, spittle flecked variety can probably be safely removed from most political calculations without throwing the result off too badly.
It is completely true, as some commentators have pointed out, that Palin and her followers aren’t going away any time soon, and more is the pity. Perhaps enough of them will chose to ignore the elitist advice of those highfalutin’ medical doctors that they'll simply pass from the scene of natural causes.