Showing posts with label the new yorker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the new yorker. Show all posts

Sunday, October 13, 2013

The Circle: In Or Out Somebody's Going To Be A Target


Cults, cultism, "cultish thinking" throughout American society? That Crack Emcee has been out of his fucking mind - for years. You hear me? He's obviously seeing things:

The Circle occupies an awkward place of satire and self-importance. What it does very well is create a catalogue of awful techno-cum-Landmark Forum-cum-HR-cum-feelings-speak. Uncle Eamon is legitimately avuncular and creepy. When Mae is chastised for failing to Zing about her hobbies, a colleague says “‘Just kayaking? Do you realize that kayaking is a three-billion-dollar industry? And you say it’s ‘just kayaking’! Mae, don’t you see that it’s all connected? You play your part. You have to part-icipate.’” And this stuff is often very funny. (These days, though, it’s hard to write a novel that can rival the comedy gold of reality. This week, Nathan Heller has a piece in The New Yorker about San Francisco’s startup culture: “The company had needed to figure out whether to spend its limited budget on beef jerky to keep around the office or 401k plans for the staff. ‘We put it to a vote: ‘Do you want a 401k or jerky?…The vote was unanimously for jerky. The thought was that well-fed developers could create value better than the stock market.’” Or this gem: “Serge was a software professional who, in his spare time, led people into deeply meditative states from which they could reëxperience earlier lives. Some people found that passing through past lives eased their fears of death, Serge told me that evening.”)



Crack better give it up or else the group's not going to like him,...
 

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Slipping Bozo The Tongue (Kids Don't Think Like That,...)


Regarding The New Yorker's gay muppet cover, Canada's Maclean's Magazine reminds us on Feb. 6, 1994, The New York Times Magazine had a few questions for “those who ask about Bert’s and Ernie’s sexual orientation”, including this one:
"5. How long have you been preoccupied with the sex lives of puppets?"

About as long as they've been allowed to co-opt children's programing. There's some wild cognitive dissonance going on here (Whatever happened to Elmo?) almost as serious as Sartre's and the French, if there can be such a thing:
"In his famous introduction to Frantz Fanon’s The Wretched of the Earth, he writes with unconcealed glee about the prospect of Algerians killing their former masters, which happen to be the French."

Getting everything wrong seems to be a goal, or rather, "helping" others to do so is:
"So the Iraq war was, despite all that went wrong, a good thing; the "overwhelming majority" of Iraqis are (and presumably feel) better off because of it; and the fault for all that has gone wrong is ultimately with Iraqis themselves: It's a remarkable point of view to encounter in June 2013."

We're also watching everything fracturing under the strain of so many lies and misinformation:
"Bono: George Bush, Evangelicals Saved 9 Million AIDS Victims"

Watch how we treat kids, for whether we're coming to our senses or not,...

Friday, August 10, 2012

Don't Lose Faith: Reading Between The Lines On Mitt, Mormonism & The Reporting Of The New Yorker


In the eighteen-twenties, in Palmyra, New York, a man named Joseph Smith—who had already been arrested for “glass looking,” the phony detection of underground treasures—said that an angel named Moroni had directed him to a set of buried golden plates, inscribed with an ancient script, which, after various stops and starts, Smith and a friend had translated into a Biblical-sounding English. 


The plates contained the Book of Mormon,...



The Book of Mormon is, in any case, only one of many pronouncements that Smith offered his new troops, apparently improvising as he went along,...



Smith held (especially in the sermons he preached toward the end of his life) that God and angels and men were all members of the same species,…



…The doctrine of God-as-Man divided Smith’s cult from the others,…



…Mormonism does have a definite Gnostic aroma,…



…Mormonism was the great scandal of American nineteenth-century religion, somewhat as Scientology is today, though Mormons understandably dislike the comparison.



Wherever they went, they infuriated the non-Mormon locals, and also managed to infuriate one another: the early history of the movement involves a bewildering series of excommunications, internal banishments, and the increasing threat of violence to enforce new rules as Smith received them. Smith was eventually martyred by a mob in Carthage, Illinois, while in the local jail awaiting trial for treason. Which of his doctrines enraged the mob is hard to grasp, but it may have been sex more than heresy.



The success of a new religious movement depends not so much on the mystical visions of its founder as on the executive energy of its first evangelist,…Brigham Young inhabited this role for the Mormons, and about as fully as any apostle ever has.



Young,… is one of the few nineteenth-century public figures to be routinely on the record saying “frigged” and “shit.” Yet the figure who emerges in the biography starts off more like Jim Jones or David Koresh. He preached a brutal doctrine of “blood atonement”…a “chilling perversion of the golden rule.”



For a time, he tolerated a group of frontier thugs who acted as personal emissaries, and, despite Smith’s gestures toward universalism, imposed a hard anti-African and pro-slavery line. (Blacks were excluded from the priesthood and from temple ceremonies.) Young was in power at the time of the Mountain Meadows Massacre, in 1857, in which more than a hundred peaceful non-Mormon emigrants were disarmed under an elaborate promise of safe conduct and then murdered en masse. “The attackers mercilessly shot, stabbed, and slashed the throats of emigrants who pled for their lives,” Turner recounts, in an event he describes as “a heinous crime executed after careful deliberation and subterfuge.” For all that, the killers “appeared to remain not just in good standing but in Young’s own personal favor,”...



Smith taught that Gods and men were one species; Young made this idea a practical guiding principle.


Mormons effectively turned away from spiritual adventuring toward the gospel of prosperity. . . . Merchants who invested in the enterprise displayed a [Zion Co-operative Mercantile Institutions] sign on their storefronts, consisting of an ‘All-Seeing Eye’ ,…the Z.C.M.I. in part reflected the socialist,…doctrines that Smith had taught,…


The Mormons in Trey Parker and Matt Stone’s “The Book of Mormon”…are well-meaning naïfs, essentially sweet and admirable—though, to be a little heretical myself, this may be evidence, along with much of “South Park,” of Parker and Stone’s wanting to take credit for being bold without ever taking the risks or responsibility that come with being brave.



All of which leads to the inevitable question: To what degree is Mormonism responsible for Mitt Romney? Is there a thread, dark or golden, that runs from Moroni to Mitt? …The most striking feature of Mitt Romney as a politician is an absence of any responsibility to his own past—the consuming sense that his life and opinions can be remade at a moment’s need. Romney, according to Romney, never favored the individual mandate, or supported abortion rights, or opposed the auto-industry bailout, or did any of the other things he obviously, and on the record, did.



When, in 1978, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints abandoned the rule prohibiting blacks from serving as priests, one church leader, Bruce McConkie, explained, “It doesn’t make a particle of difference what anybody ever said about the Negro matter before the first day of June 1978.” You could find, or think you’ve found, a similar logic behind Romney’s blithe amnesia when it comes to the things he used to think and say.



Romney is better understood as a late-twentieth-century American tycoon than as any kind of believer,…It’s unfair to say, as some might, that Mitt Romney believes in nothing except his own ambition. He believes, with shining certainty, in his own success, and, more broadly, in the American Gospel of Wealth that lies behind it: the idea that rich people got rich by being good, that the riches are a sign of their virtue, and that they should therefore be allowed to rule.



Then again, almost every American religion sooner or later becomes a Gospel of Wealth. 

-- All bolds mine, with quotes from the (mostly positive) New Yorker Magazine review of four books on Mormon history, "I, Nephi," by Adam Gopnik.
 

Monday, February 14, 2011

If It Wasn't A Magazine We'd Surely Ask It Out

This is wild:

Much to our surprise, The New Yorker is continuing Lawrence Wright's coverage of the Scientology cult, with proof from L. Ron Hubbard's military files that - in the words of Scientology spokesman Tommy Davis - "Scientology is based on a lie.”

A lie that proves the cult of Tom Cruise, John Travolta, Kirstie Alley, Juliette Lewis (above) Anne Archer, and a whole host of other Hollywood residents, is most definitely NOT a religion - but IS a scam!

Now that's what we call a Valentine's Day present!

Oh, we love you, too, New Yorker! And not just for the movie reviews this time! We mean it:

We really, really love you!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

The Left Is Still Playing With Itself



All Cults Are Known For Their Sense Of Humor

"I haven't come across any right-wing hits on Obama that feature an American flag burning in the White House fireplace and a portrait of Osama bin Laden on the wall.

The more brain-dead among the posters on left-wing blogs angrily denounce the New Yorker cover as itself racist. Merely to acknowledge racism, for them, is to be racist. This view, which in its Manichaean purity oddly recalls the hysterical reaction of some Muslims to the Danish cartoons depicting the prophet Mohammed, represents the reductio ad absurdum of political correctness: Not a single work of satire could ever pass this paranoid test."


-- Gary Kamiya, adding up (but still missing) the broader, cultish, implications surrounding reactions to the New Yorker cover, for Salon.com

It's fascinating how media outlets will tally up the negatives NewAge unleashes on us (in this one quote we've got lying, reverse-racism, paranoia, political correctness run amok, etc.) but rarely connects them to anything larger - as TMR does to cultism - or as Michael Knox Beran has, drawing many of the same conclusions. No, these examples of near-mass hysteria are posited as merely the normal behavior of the intelligent, self-aware, American populace in an election year - like the (obvious) markings of a cult surround a presidential candidate every four years.

Say "Goodnight," Gracie.