I was interrupted this morning by a
solicitation call that used a new wrinkle to deceive me: when I picked up the
phone, there was the usual pause that comes with a robo-call, and then what
sounded amazingly like a real person saying, “Oh, excuse me, I was having
trouble with my earpiece.” And immediately ‘she’ launched into her sales pitch
about how I’d recently stayed at one of their motels and that made me eligible
for a free stay somewhere. When I tried to yell at her to go stuff it, the
female voice just kept talking because, of course, it was not a person but a
recorded message. And I was infuriated, as we often are these days, both for
having been deceived, and for having been stupid enough to believe there was a
real person on the other end with a real message.
This,
it seems to me, represents a fairly accurate metaphor for what has been
happening on the political level since Donald Trump began his successful bid to
become President. We keep thinking that there’s a real person there, and that a
real person would not, could not
indulge completely in lies, including the continuing lie about himself. There
must be some substance to his campaign, there must be some policy, some
ideology, and there likewise must be some substance to this person, there must
be a real, a flesh-and-blood persona beneath all the glitz and hype and
hyperbole and juvenile posturing.
The
events of the first week of this presidency, however, indicate that we were/are
wrong. There is no substance whatever. Or perhaps we should say that the only
substance inheres in the underlying reality of Trump: the man who is a serial
liar, a fake-news artist, a carnival barker who has no allegiance to anything
that might be called substance or reality or truth or democracy. His only
allegiance is to himself and the inflated image he has of himself and his
ability to con people. He is a balloon consisting mostly of hot, fetid air. The
balloon will burst as it always has, but until it does, this carnival barker is
going to take a whole lot of people and their benighted hopes into the dark rot
of his insecurities with him. And that might include a large portion of the
planet and its helpless denizens as well.
The
thing that fascinates me is how we got here. How did the allegedly greatest and
most successful democracy in history get to a place where the truth that must
be its bottom line has been so degraded, where the currency of fact it swears
by has been made so worthless? How have we reached a place where the major
spokesperson for the President of the United States, this piece of trumpery
named Kellyanne Conway, could actually defend the lies of his Press Secretary
as “alternative facts?” I know, reams have already been written about this, but
the phrase is so stunning, betrays such a fealty to deception and outright
contempt for public opinion, that it may well end up the signature moment of
this abysmal presidency. How could anyone have the unmitigated gall to utter
such a thing in public? How could a public spokeswoman for the most powerful
man in the world think she could get away with such an utterance?
I
think we have to come back to the training that Americans, and consumers
worldwide, have been receiving for the last century. The training I am
referring to is the training engaged in by capitalism and its shills who
have gradually, and with accelerated vehemence in recent years, trained a
worldwide audience to expect that lies posing as truth are both ordinary and
believable. Every commercial—whether on TV or in print or online—is an exercise
in this training. And it is not that the lies, at this late stage in the
advertising game, are subtle or hidden or disguised. The lies are clearly meant
to deceive at the same time that the recipients of the lies are meant to
understand the game and be in on it: it’s all lies, it’s all misdirection, it’s
all ‘accentuating the positive and eliminating the negative,’ for that’s what
we do, and more than that, that’s what you expect. You the consumer. You the
object of our attention and our billions of dollars. You know we’re deceiving
you, know that when we say our product is reliable it probably means it’s going
to fail because we design it to fail after a short time, or become obsolete, or
fall apart—but you’ll buy it, enough of you, anyway because we have trained you
to want more than you have. Have trained you to think there is always a chance
that a new wrinkle or a new look or a new fad that everyone is trying might
actually give you some satisfaction for a little while. Might make others like
you a little. Make you feel a part of something even though it’s contrived,
like everything else. And so even though you know it’s a con, you go for it
because that’s the game you’ve been trained to take part in. That is, you’ve
been trained to ignore the lies, even accept
the lies as part of the deal—especially if they are cast as a bargain.
The
upshot is that, inevitably, the contagion of lies has spread to the presidency,
to our democracy. Of course, such lies have been polluting politics (and
especially other forms of it like monarchy or totalitarianism) for a good many
years now. But until this presidency, the lies have been more or less subtle,
hidden, covered with rational-sounding justifications. We didn’t mean it. We
‘misspoke’. What we said was misinterpreted. Everyone else was fooled by the evidence
too. Now, however, we have seen assembled the greatest collection of liars ever
crowded into one place at one time—and that place is the White House. The lead,
of course, the liar-in-chief, is the president himself. The man seems to have
no sense of probity at all, no moral sense, no sense of shame, no feedback
mechanism that would prompt a normal person to retract or at least modify a lie
before he could be caught in it. No. This guy lies with not just a straight
face but with a straight conscience—or what might pass for a conscience; which,
in his case, seems to conform to only one standard: does it benefit me? old
number one? And if it does, then regardless of what else it does or who else it
hurts, it passes the smell test. ‘The three million votes by which Hillary won
the popular vote were fraudulent.’ No evidence (in fact, all the evidence says
just the opposite). No qualifiers. Simple fact—which is to say, if the
president utters it, then it must be true.
This
ethic then passes down and infects everyone around him. Sean Spicer, for
example, the new president’s Press Secretary. Who not only displays the same
truculence in defending his boss’s claim that the inauguration crowd for Trump
was the biggest in history, but then displays the same pretense about how demoralized
he is that the press doesn’t seem to like him. Doesn’t seem willing to take his
bullshit at face value. You’re always picking on us, he whines. Why don’t you
pick on Hillary? Kellyanne Conway displays the exact same ‘ethic.’ Ask her a
question and she doesn’t answer, but reacts with pretend hurt: why don’t you
give him the benefit of the doubt? Why don’t you wait to see how he fulfills
his promises? Why don’t you attack Jill Stein for questioning the vote in
Pennsylvania and Michigan? Or with howlers like the one where she called lies
‘alternative facts’. And the chief strategist, Steve Bannon, pushes it even
further: ‘The media is the opposition,’ he declares. ‘They should just shut up
and listen.’ Listen to the lies, he means, without question or comment.
It’s
astonishing. Or would be if it weren’t for the fact that this is the kind of
thing that eventually trains people to accept lies for truth. The American
public has been trained by advertising over the years to accept gross exaggeration
as normal, as fact. Now it is being trained by the Trump administration to
accept lies as just alternative forms of fact.
And the poor bastards who have an incentive to believe this blather, this father
of lies because they voted for him, they’re shaking their heads in agreement.
Everyone lies anyway. Politicians lie. Advertisers lie. The media lie. It’s all
rigged anyway, it’s a tough world out there, the immigrants are liars the
elitists are liars reporters are liars the terrorists are liars who want to
destroy us, so what’s wrong if our guy has to lie to protect himself, and us.
And
there you have it. Truth no longer matters. In the arena where Donald Trump
holds forth, the lie is king and the truth is for suckers. It’s long been the
credo of carnival barkers; now it’s the credo of the President of the once-democratic
United States. Long live the king.
Lawrence DiStasi