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The Obsession with the Lack of Moral Compasses
Andrew Sullivan wrote a great piece on moral scolds some years back and articulates exactly my problem with the "Nobody has any moral compass these days" brand of conservatives. (Oh, Jesus, here we go again.)
To all of you out there who are already beginning to write me emails at this very moment, let me just say: I realize not all conservatives are moral scolds. I accept that. But I think it important to talk about the other "brand", the puritan brand. And so that's what I'm gonna do. Or - let me start with Andrew Sullivan's words:
This moral obsessiveness was the creation of Kenneth Starr and something far larger than Kenneth Starr. It was the creation of a conservatism become puritanism, a conservatism that has long lost sight of the principles of privacy and restraint, modesty and constitutionalism, which used to be its hallmarks.
The scolding, moralizing conservatism I'm talking about here is one with a lineage; it is the construction of a cadre of influential intellectuals who bear as much responsibility as anybody for the constitutional and cultural damage this moment may have already wrought. And they will bear an even greater responsibility if the ultimate victim of this spectacle is the reputation and future of conservatism itself.
I read William Bennett's book The Death of Outrage (sorry Dad) when it first came out. I bought it because I was so embarrassed by Clinton at that time, I was so embarrassed by the squirming human I perceived beneath the Presidency, and it was horrifying ...
If the man bit his lip in "regret" one more time, I thought my head might spontaneously combust.
So I thought Bennett's book might provide some "you are not alone" solace. Instead, I was treated to a diatribe about how our society has no more values anymore, how everything is going to hell, how nobody cares about the right things anymore. Bill, when you say "the death of outrage", you just mean that you don't feel that people are outraged by the things that outrage you anymore. And this BAFFLES you. But let me tell you: PLENTY of people still are outraged about stuff ... but you disagree with what outrages them, and so they all must be idiots, and you are a wise sage on the mountaintop.
Clinton wagged his finger at us because he was just trying to save his ass (I still cringe at the image)...but Bill Bennett wags his finger to admonish us. He wants to REFORM me. Reform all of us. It's obnoxious.
I'm just one woman, but I know that the people I know, my friends, my family, all care about living a good life. A life of integrity. They want their kids to grow up to be productive, happy. Some of us even go to church regularly! So ... who the hell is Bennett talking about with such a blanket generalization?
I've never been a prissy girl. Or a prude. I have a free and independent lifestyle, I'm single, I have friends from all different walks of life. I'm an artist. I see no difference between gay and straight. Or: I can see the difference, obviously, but it doesn't mean anything to me. You're gay, I'm straight, let's go have some Guinness and talk about politics, movies, and Thomas Mann, shall we?
It's the "content of the character" that matters to me. (Hm. Sounds familiar)
So Bill Bennett is way too sanctimonious for me, he thinks he's right about stuff, he makes way too many assumptions about the right way, the moral way, the right values to have, blah blah.
I do believe that there is such a thing as morality, I do believe in a morality that is not subjective and not relative. There is such a thing as Good, and there is such a thing as Bad.
But yearning after the legendary good old days when children respected their parents and families ate dinner together and people went to church and had the "right" values seems foolhardy, ahistorical, and downright simple-minded. People in the 1940s had tormented family lives. You just never heard about it! Parents beat their kids. Girls got pregnant in high school. But nobody talked about it. There was a muzzle over the mess of life. Staring at the past thru rosy "those were the days" goggles seems like a waste of time.
Read Catcher in the Rye. Hell, let's go further back. Read Tess of the D'Urbervilles. Read Wuthering Heights. Read Anna Karenina. Read Oliver Twist. Read The Bible, for God's sake! People behave HEINOUSLY in the Bible, on occasion. There is no utopian past. It does not exist.
A quote comes to mind, can't remember where it came from: "She had a nostalgia for a life she had never led."
The "What has happened to the youth of today" crowd are unwilling to admit that they just don't GET why everybody listens to Eminem and Britney Spears, that they themselves are no longer cool, that they will never be cool again, and because they don't GET it, then they must criticize it, because they do not understand it.
There's no big mystery why "kids today" love Eminem and Britney Spears. Because they f***ing rock, okay? Kids like loud music that makes them want to dance. DUH. That's why they love stars who do that.
There are a couple of Britney Spears songs which, if you have any musical sense at all, will FORCE you to tap your feet, and if you're feeling really free, perhaps dance around the living room. I'm not admitting to doing this myself, EVER, I'm just saying that it's true. Theoretically.
Also, young women relate to her wholesome image. Don't laugh. They DO. I know a couple of teenage girls, and what they say is: "I like her cause she cares about her family, and she has a lot of goals." "She's really cool cause she has her own life and does what she want to do." In interviews, Spears comes off as very sweet and down-to-earth, and young teenagers can see themselves in her. We, as adults, can be all cynical and above it all, but to a 15 or 16 year old girl, Britney Spears seems very cool.
And Eminem: fuggedaboutit!!
If you hear his "Till I Collapse", and you still can't get why teenagers listen to him, and lose their minds, and cry when they go to his concerts, then you have never ever been young. Or, if you have been young, then you have completely forgotten what it is like to be a lonely teenager, with an aching heart, trying to find your way in the world. Because THAT is who Eminem talks to. Directly. He skips the parents, and goes right down to the kids. And they KNOW that. They can HEAR that.
"Til I Collapse" starts with slow, rather melancholy orchestration. Nothing happening with the song yet. It's just an introduction. Then Eminem speaks above the music, and his voice is weary, he's not rapping yet, he's just talking ... you can almost see him trudging through the streets of Detroit:
"Sometimes you feel tired, feel weak. When you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, find that inner strength, and just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face·and collapse."
And when the song begins it is an anthem of self-expression. (In my humble opinion.) An anthem specifically meant for adolescents. He knows his audience. And they love him for it.
So I get very impatient with people who scold me. Who take it upon themselves to scold the entire world. Whose reason for living is to scream at other people, "This world is going to hell in a handbasket!"
Dude, if you'd just stop screaming about that handbasket, then maybe your schedule would clear up a little bit, so that you could actually have some FUN. Why do you care so much about how other people live their lives?
I basically care if people murder people, if people run a crackhouse on my block, I care if people break the law, I care if children are abandoned or abused. But I do not care what music they listen to. I do not care who they have sex with. I do not care if they are married or unmarried. I do not think that it's my business to teach the rest of the world the proper way to live. Plenty of people probably disapprove of MY lifestyle, but that's THEIR problem.
So who knows what is to become of Bennett, now that it appears he's just another moral-scold who is also a raging hypocrite. There's something fascinating, on a psychological level, about it all. I guess I would like to know what was going on in his head, all this time. Out of pure curiosity.
Also - as a coda:
Little red flags go up in my mind when I hear people say stuff about "these days", or "what'sa mattah with kids today" or "whatever happened to concepts like honor or family"?
Enforced nostalgia. Willful romanticization of the past.
No thanks. I'm not interested.
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