“Citizens of modernity, consumers of violence as spectacle, adepts of proximity without risk, are schooled to be cynical about the possibility of sincerity. Some people will do anything to keep themselves from being moved.” ~ Susan Sontag
“Spectacle is the sun that never sets over the empire of modern passivity” ~ Guy Debord
“Believe in truth. To abandon facts is to abandon freedom. If nothing is true, then no one can criticize power, because there is no basis upon which to do so. If nothing is true, then all is spectacle. The biggest wallet pays for the most blinding lights.” ~ Timothy Snyder
Just a few words. First, the usual ones: cat and coffee, both good. Now, yesterday was a big day in our nation’s history. I don’t have TV so I watched various clips of the testimonies and commentaries. It wasn’t easy. It was clear that the degree to which these events shake the patriarchy to its core is inching toward critical. It may have reached it already. That’s good. It’ll be fascinated to watch it unfold. But there are two other things about this spectacle that touch me deeply. One is that I agree with President Carter, that there is no functional democracy in this country right now. The bastards are tearing it down, and I don’t reckon they mean to return to it; it doesn’t suit their needs or desires. Bunch of old white dudes, thoroughly slathered with entitlement. And – was Kavanaugh drunk on the stand? Go find a video clip of his performance. I’m not saying he was, I’m saying he looked and acted like it. Anyway, the other thing was the heroic delivery by Dr. Ford. The big thing for me is that she was heroic in that she rallied the courage to put her trauma on display for the whole world to see. That is no small feat. Those of us who have a permanent clinical level of trauma know what that must feel like. She was heroic in that she relieves some of our burden by doing what she did. Thank you. I had a therapy session mid-day, so we had the opportunity to discuss the situation. Of course the dialogue went pretty much straight to Dr. Ford, what happened, and what the actions of Kavanaugh (yes, I believe) left her with. A trauma like this is pain and fear that has stepped outside of time. The trauma is always happening, the moment that it set in, during the event that created it, is realtime friggin happening all the time, throughout the rest of the life of the one who must bear it. Geez, was that sentence cumbersome or what?! Whatever. This stuff has me all shook up. And not like Elvis. My trauma had nothing to do with sex, yet Ms Ford’s bold expression triggered me too. I reckon it triggered any and all trauma victims who witnessed any part of it. Trauma is like that. Each case of trauma has it’s own details, but the demon that it is pretty much looks the same from all angles. And, on that note . . . tis a work day. I must go do it. It will likely look like any other day, but something changed on a metaphoric tectonic scale yesterday. And it ain’t over.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.