Rothkopf’s purpose is less than clear. At times he plays the anthropologist and renders an objective, dispassionate account of rites and rituals among the upper tiers of the global control hierarchy. He narrates a kind of travelogue of interesting journeys among the high and mighty.
Ostensibly, Rothkopf also is trying to debunk conspiracy theories. He portrays the elite as people with a strong work ethic who embrace honest capitalism. They’re just smart operators. Nothing conspiratorial. But he seems oblivious to the prospect of the sheer magnitude of the elite’s wealth and influence delivering an outcome that for all practical purposes is identical to that of the successful execution of a conspiracy. When the wealthy can shuffle back and forth between the highest executive levels of the public and private sectors, then conspiracy might be an imprecise notion, but not one fundamentally flawed. Rothkopf describes a vast financial control elite whose machinations carry it ever nearer to total global control. A conspiracy by any other name . . . .
Late in the book, Rothkopf does address conspiracy theories directly and plies the old saw about people being scared by the apparent randomness of events and then seeking comfort in the idea that events are managed from behind the scenes. He writes,
“Conspiracy theory is the comfort food of politics. Actually, it is more than that. According to psychologists, it fills a fundamental desire to balance perceived causes with perceived consequences and thus satisfies our sense that bad outcomes are not the product of happenstance.”He then offers a couple facile quotes from psychologists:
“If we think big events like a president being assassinated can happen at the hands of a minor individual, that points to the unpredictability and randomness of life, and that unsettles us."and
Conspiracy theories are “psychologically reassuring because what they say is that everything is connected, nothing happens by accident and that there is some kind of order in the world.”What psychobabble. Insipid.
If conspiracy theories are so reassuring, so warm and fuzzy, then why does a prominent conspiracy magazine go by the name, Paranoia? Why not, Milk and Cookies?
Think about how empty is this dismissal of conspiracy theories. They put people at ease? Puh-leeze.
Take as an example the collapse of the Interstate 35W bridge in Minneapolis. What is the more comforting belief, that the bridge fell because budget cuts reduced inspections, because the warnings that were offered were ignored, because the bridge was overloaded with equipment during repairs, because the original construction used inferior materials—in other words, because of human foibles and bad luck?
OR, is it more comforting to believe that the bridge was brought down deliberately by evil agents conspiring behind the scenes?
The idea that conspiracy theories are comfort food is ridiculous. Just the opposite is true. They are bitter fare. Start espousing conspiracy theories, and your loved ones eventually will start asking you questions like, “If you actually believe that, then how can you sleep at night?” The conspiratorial view is unsettling.
Indeed, people looking for comfort amid the seeming randomness of big events turn to the reassuring tones of network television and mainstream print media to be told that all is as it should be and that our elected leaders are on top of things. The alphabet soup of ABC, CBS, NBC, CNN, MSNBC, PBS, BBC, and NPR constitutes the comfort food of politics.
Of course, one can defend the concentration of wealth in the hands of so few with an assertion that those with wealth are deserving of it. But this leads to a Darwinian tautology:
Who are the wealthy? The deserving.Come January’s transfer of power, we’ll see how many Bush administration officials and how many congressmen ousted by the election dash over to Wall Street to catch the monies they just pitched over there. Maybe this was the real reason the bailout had to be rushed. The bill had to be signed before the new administration and congress took office. Fresh leadership might have come under pressure to consider the welfare of people outside the millionaire’s club.
Who are the deserving? The wealthy.
It worked by skulduggery, but an autonomous executive class has positioned itself on top of the American masses. The concentrated wealth that this class wields renders inoperable any distinction between public and private sectors. Beyond the reach of democratic institutions and insulated from the discipline of markets, the executive class alternately assumes public office to ratify its wishes then retires to the boardroom to pocket the results in a perpetual cycle of self enrichment.
Conservative: Someone who hates socialism when it benefits poor people but loves socialism when it benefits the wealthy.
And the winners are
J. P. Morgan Chase
Goldman Sachs
Citigroup
if i may...
ReplyDeleteperhaps there is something to this comfort thing. not comfort in the realm of milk and cookies, but in the realm of familiar.
this may be an issue of bio-chemical addiction. when for example, i become very angry, there is a particular rush of bio-chemical agents and neurological response which is triggered in my brain and body. my blood pressure rises, my breath becomes shorter, and i feel an overwhelming sensation that i am right.
by assuming an evil global control organization playing every facet of the american, indeed world-wide media, responsible for everything wrong in the world, we effectively create the distinction between them and us. we begin the emotional, neuro-chemical, roller-coaster of: they are evil and out to get me and i am right and the best and how dare they (or whatever your particular roller-coaster may be, this is just what i think in these instances).
with this in mind, it is very 'comforting' to walk the old familiar path of emotional and intellectual outrage. that is to say it is unchallenging. i am not individually challenged when i get pissed off because i have been asked to wash the dishes, for example, and it takes much more poise, willpower, and energy for me to admit that it is rightfully my turn to wash the dishes, and it is no big deal anyway. all nature opts for the conservation of energy, so the choice is obvious. until i view the re-action of outrage as being more difficult than the action of just washing the dishes, i will spend energy making myself unhappy.
all this being said- i want to make another point extremely clear.
there is a wealthy elite. i think that is something we can all, at least grudgingly, accept. they may or may not be making the earth to their liking, i have no personal witness to this. i can believe that folks of their power and fortune would desire to do so. i have no idea of their ethics in such an undertaking.
to quote the infamous saying: just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't out to get you.
these people may wish for enslavement and disrespect to all people they consider lower than them selves. this point is moot. they are probably at least mostly human, as are we, and regardless, we will all hopefully die eventually.
we are all equal portions of the source of the universe. we each individually live our own lives and change the world by how we do so. we have the indestructible right to choose how we react to the rest of the universe. there may be individuals who would be gods, holding power and death over others, and there may be individuals who would be writhing slaves to such gods. we are all equal, we are born, we live, we die.
i personally do not enjoy how i see and effect the world when i am pissed off. if these power hungry tyrannysaurs want to kill me, that is their choice to try it. i do not wish to be enslaved, by them or my reactions to them.
When you and I are comparing RFID tattoos in a FEMA relocation camp, you can tell me all about it.
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