The message: take your civility centrism out to the desert, put a bullet in the back of its head & bury it in a shallow grave. "Decency" will not prevail when fascism's unleashed just because it's decency. Bourgeois propriety is exactly what the fascists are radicalised against.
Fascism is fuelled by ressentiment and related pathologies. Like narcissism (because arguably it *is* a mode of narcissism, narcissism on a societal level,) when challenged by realities you'd expect to make a reasonable person see reason, that shit just *powers the denial*.
More people didn't vote for Trump *despite* the shambolic shitshow he's made of the last four years. They voted for him--and I include in this *his murderous mishandling of Covid-19*--because of that. Because it causes *narcissistic injury* that makes them double down & lash out.
250K dead & counting is not just a damning indictment of Trump, but of his supporters, their whole cult(ure). In the thrall of societal narcissism, of fucking *course* they're going to react not with a Road to Damascus awakening but as wounded narcissists: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narcissis…
The failure to understand that reality, the kneejerk "This is not who we are!" or "This is not my America!" is, I hate to say it, the American Dream out of which that full-on societal narcissism has emerged. Trumpism is American exceptionalism acting out in narcissistic injury.
A key point worth bringing into the thread from a response maybe:
Sorkinism is America's claim of being a "stable genius". Literally, it's an idealisation of stability & intellectual superiority, c.f. the article I RTed yesterday. It is just as counterfactual as Trump's & just as fragile. That's the very engine of America's societal narcissism.
What's the societal equivalent of a "stable genius" self-image? It is an image of a nation as the very embodiment of Enlightenment philosophy at its zenith of vision, as that vision writ into a reality so real it's not just a bastion of democracy but a *beacon*, City on the Hill.
An ideal(ised) self-image is maybe no bad thing in and of itself. There's an ethics of honour as integrity in the virtuous sense as integrity *in the structural sense*, all actions *integrated* as consistently as possible to match the model of self as closely as possible. BUT...
The investment of self-worth in that self-image to the extent that any reality challenging it--genocide of Native Americans, slavery, capitalist imperialism--engenders a "This is not my America!" denial... that's the very pathology that will calcify into narcissism if allowed.
If you have that denial as societal baseline, writ into the culture, narcissistic injury may only manifest in an individual liberal in the form of a huffy snit of an article bleating about Cancel Culture, but scale up and out to society as a whole & what you see is ofc Trumpism.
I hate the prequels, but I will consider them worth it for McGregor being given a chance to do Kenobi again but, fingers crossed, in a series with good stories & a proper Star Wars visual style. Like rough drafts I can bin from my memory, needed on the way to a finished product.
Him being ages with me, I find the tale of him making the lightsaber noises with his mouth during the fights just so identifiable with, & you can see the love he put into it. I've always been gutted for him that he got a childhood dream only to have it turn out... like it did.
All I want for Christmas 2021 is one nine episode season that sneakily divides into three distinct stories, three episodes per story, ideally with flashbacks woven through retelling the backstory so it functions as a covert reboot of the prequels.
If Sally wasn't a brunching centrist fuckin tool, she'd take her friend Bob aside & have a friendly fuckin word with him about him being a fascist. If she was anywhere near open enough to get through to him, you can 100% guarantee he'd break the friendship off, him being a cunt.
Sally, the establishment Dem, whenever anyone asks her pointedly about her friendship with fascist Bob:
"I think he's ready to go. I believe it now." Even if one extends Trump the most charitable reading--that the gobshite vpidly sought to posture a calming stance while not alienating the fash--it's worth saying that there's no way he'll back out of the leadership role he's now in.
I mean, it's a real fuckin stretch being that charitable, but I don't wanna underestimate just how much his narcissism can and does drive him to just speak without actual intent at all, without real thought, just opening his gob & spewing extemporized drivel that pushes buttons.
I can kinda imagine, tbh, that even as he was voicing his basic desire for his bootboys to await his command, he's so lacking in self-awareness he'd actually think this was him telling them to chill as required, just "cunningly" finding a way to say that while keeping them sweet.
All you really need to know, AFAIC, fiction-wise, practically speaking is past perfect versus simple past and the idea of "continuous" that gives us, like, simple present versus present continuous.
(In fiction, present continuous can read kinda floaty & distanced, which can be put to good effect, but because of that it gets used to slather a contrived air of import in lieu of actual effective import, & that can grow old as fast as every sentence being its own paragraph.)
The thing about continuous is that "is running" conjures a state whereas "runs" conjures an action, & if you conjure everything as a series of states, surprise surprise, all the action takes on a sort of static quality, a detached ruminative air as of a tableaux being mused upon.
It's a bully's smugness. Simple as that. As a narcissist, he's always already performing superiority & scorn, the triumphalism of having already won, and when he's using that to recruit followers, they get to feel the same gleeful exultation over whomever he's targeting.
I don't really get why this is mystifying, tbh. It's written all over his face every speech he gives, and it's written all over the faces of the audience members as they lap it up. It's transparent that he's crowing, gloating over his opponents as if he's already won.
And it's transparent that they're responding to his offer to them to gloat along with him, to revel in that same egoistic rapture, as the accomplices-cum-acolytes of any common-or-garden bully. It's not that complicated.
All snake's head fritillaries and snowdrops are now planted around the garden. I didn't manage to get that many into the lawns because there was gie few spaces I could even get down to any depth even *with* the bulb planter, but there's enough to test if they survive at least.
Moved a heuchera also, cause it was getting lost behind the crocosmia, and because the lavender in Langshaw also gave up the ghost and I figured it may as well just come out.