A powerful minority of demented ideologues is pissing on the tie that still barely binds the western world to its democratic foundation. No, silly, I do not mean “The Russians”. Nor the good workers of WikiLeaks, the twits at Breitbart or even the devils of the finance industry. Today, I mean big-name US celebrities. This group that once had great referent power and still such lovely skin is also privileged of great idiocy, and it’s time for them to shut their idiot traps. Largely because nobody’s listening. Or, if they are, then they would prefer to take the opposite of celebrity advice.
I mean. Have you seen this? “Unite for America” is a propagandist ad, funded by “concerned citizens”, wherein Grace from Will and Grace, Major “Hot Lips” Houlihan, and President Jed Bartlet attempt to influence the outcome of the electoral college vote for Donald Trump. It’s perhaps the most tone-deaf moment in public speech since Gwyneth recommended a $200 vitality smoothie to her fans.
Seventeen celebrities tell a handful of uncertain Republicans how to act in a process that is now largely considered ceremonial, even if it was founded to stop black Americans from being legally understood as people. It’s curious to see the musician Moby demand an antique procedure, founded on slavery, be re-tooled to install the president that he would personally prefer. Honestly, I liked him better when he was selling all his good songs to car companies. At least that was a straightforward sell-out. Now, he’s just one of the many well-to-do liberals whose conscience has been outsourced to the DNC, an organisation that failed to support its most viable candidate.
Tut-tutting celebrities help no one, save for their opposition.
The ad is, in my view, incredible. Of all the reasons offered up by the “I’m With Her” crowd to explain Clinton’s loss—fake news, Russian Hackers, US citizens can’t be as poor, uncertain and/or sick as they say they are, because look at how well everyone’s doing on Wall St—this has got to be the feeblest. They are going (still) with the line that Clinton was the “most qualified” person for the job, and they restate Trump’s lack of experience and competence. As though this wasn’t a time where many of us have had a gutful of “experience”. As though this was a time where we, the majority who continue to experience real-wage stagnation or decline, really have much faith left in technocrats. You know. Those people who keep telling us that bailing out banks and deregulating labour is for our own good. Sure, we might have seen our prospects, our health or our wealth dwindle these past few decades. But the capital is bound to trickle down any day now.
People in the USA are facing a level of insecurity and ill-health in greater numbers than they have since the Great Depression. You can argue until you’re Rhode Island-blue in the face that this experience didn’t influence voters. You can continue to call underemployed Trump voters stupid for taking a gamble on the only candidate who said that he’d bring good jobs back. You can poke fun at their spelling, attempt to psychoanalyse their decision as “self-hatred”, while your decision to applaud Jed Bartlet, a fictional president created by a dull and sentimental mind, is rational. You can keep saying that it was ignorance that elevated an ignorant candidate like Trump, that it had nothing to do with widespread poverty; that those in areas without secure labour voted from racist mania and not from financial desperation. You can say that the 16-point swing by extremely low income voters away from their traditional party to the GOP wasn’t anything, and that obscenely rich people wanted Trump. (They really didn’t. They wanted Hillary.) Say all of this. But, surely, you might also consider saying that tut-tutting celebrities help no one, save for their opposition.
I was never particularly enamoured of the actor Mark Wahlberg, a figure I hold largely responsible for the former peekaboo underwear trend among white men. But, I am prepared to forgive all the publicly visible Funky Bunches of the 1990s for a statement he recently made.
“They (fans) might buy your CD or watch your movie, but you don’t put food on their table. You don’t pay their bills. A lot of Hollywood is living in a bubble.” – Mark Wahlberg
In an interview with Task and Purpose, Wahlberg said in late November that celebrity endorsement of a political candidate was counter-productive. Recalling the number of celebrities that had lined up to say of presidential nominee Hillary Clinton, “I’m With Her’, he made the compelling case that this shit just doesn’t work. Clinton had the A-List—Beyoncé, Springsteen, Amy Schumer— while Trump had Fonzie’s nephew. Nonetheless, a significant portion of traditional Democratic Party voters swung away from the gal with the big, important friends and to the man who was “deplorable”.
“You know, it just goes to show you that people aren’t listening to that anyway,” he said. “They might buy your CD or watch your movie, but you don’t put food on their table. You don’t pay their bills. A lot of Hollywood is living in a bubble. They’re pretty out of touch with the common person, the everyday guy out there providing for their family.”
The Democratic Party is out-of-touch with blue-collar people. They know they are, and they even said as much. One Democrat famously said before the election, “For every blue-collar Democrat we lose in western Pennsylvania, we will pick up two moderate Republicans in the suburbs in Philadelphia, and you can repeat that in Ohio and Illinois and Wisconsin.” You’d think that guy, who happens to be Amy Schumer’s cousin, would have had his arse booted out for saying that the poor didn’t matter, and that he’d prefer to woo the wealthy. Instead, they made him Senate Minority Leader.
An endorsement perceived as “establishment” is now counter-productive in a west veering to voting decisions that are not centrist.
While the Dems aren’t explicitly connected with this appalling ad, it still has their “fuck the poor” fingerprints all over it. The appeal to that higher morality only the comfortable can exercise is evident to Marky Mark and to me. Why in blazes can they not see? Are they happy to continue losing elections?
An endorsement perceived as “establishment” is now counter-productive in a west veering to voting decisions that are not centrist. Better to have no celebrity or major paper endorsing you at all. The former Greek finance minister Yanis Varoufakis has said the same as Wahlberg, attributing a large part of the electoral success of the communist Syriza to the fact that mainstream media didn’t take them seriously at all. Wahlberg is not the first person to publicly describe the “anti-politics” of our era, but he’s probably the first bankable Hollywood star to do so. Good on him for being able to see the same thing as many others.
This guy—and let’s not pretend Martin Sheen is appearing as anything but Sorkin’s popular wet-dream here—is not even an actual person, and most people know that.
And that is, we know it’s a fictional Democratic Party President promising his real Republican adversaries “respect” if they do as he recommends and ignores the decision of US voters. I mean, this guy—and let’s not pretend Martin Sheen is appearing as anything but Sorkin’s popular wet-dream here—is not even an actual person, and most people know that.
This is not true “respect”. This is no longer “true” politics. What advocates for old politics do not see is that their centrism looks as fictional to us as Jed’s. The centre is done, and these alt-centre celebrities look as crazy to many of us as the alt-right. This is not a time for sincere expertise by idiots. It’s a time for reflection.
When Marky Mark knows this before Moby, it’s time to revise one’s playlist.