From outer space, seen through 3D glasses, the United States appears to be an enormous, curved IMAX screen playing Duck Dynasty for the cosmopolitan hordes. Only, the viewer of this spectacle — this minstrel show that has become of rural life — oddly believes himself to be watching a documentary. It never occurs to him that TV executives might be taking advantage of his urbane self-satisfaction, that these rural “reality” characters might be playing on his sense of cultural superiority. And this is precisely why, having unmasked the reality stars for frauds — the Duck Dynasty cast was once “polo white” and not “country white”; Mama June’s boyfriend is a convicted child molester — the enlightened cosmopolitan feels justified. His baseline sense of “reality” is so impoverished, his curiosity about the country he lives in so minimized, that such revelations are enough to put him happily to bed.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 01:21:13 +0000
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