Propaganda and Conscience
Watching Shut Up and Sing took me right back to the national dementia of 2003, when the Bush administration worked the country up into a war frenzy with lies, innuendos, and delusional images of mushroom clouds ascending from the ruins of American cities. BushCo was so confident, the propaganda was so overwhelming, that even people who knew better had occasional spasms of doubt.
The corporate media were nothing less than reverent as Colin Powell, George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Condoleeza Rice, and Donald Rumsfeld did whatever it took to sell the war. And it worked.
New York City restaurants poured expensive French wines into the sewer, while the congressional cafeteria started serving "freedom fries." UN weapons inspector Hans Blix was a spineless fool who didn't know what he was talking about. Scott Ritter was accused of being a spy. The UN was a bunch of timid old ladies whose time had passed. Diplomacy itself was reviled as nothing but a euphemism for appeasement.
Even when the war propaganda failed to convince, it intimidated. In my own little village on Long Island, I saw a bumper sticker that said "War Protesters Makes Great Speed Bumps," and a diner with a sign in the window that said "No War Protesters Welcome."
Enter the Dixie Chicks. The great pleasure of the movie was seeing these three young women grit their teeth and get through a radio blackout, CD bonfires, the over-the-top invective of the rightwing attack machine, an anti-Chicks song by Toby Keith, and even death threats. Four years down the road, their honesty and courage come across, while the pro-war fanatics look . . . foolish. And not in a good way.
It brings to mind Hannah Arendt's comments on the banality of evil. Viewing the Adolf Eichmann trial in Jerusalem, Arendt saw not a monster but a horrifying clown. A conformist, a true believer. Someone who would feel guilty for being late to work, but not guilty for the work he did-supervising the transport of countless Jews to the death camps.
In Arendt's view, Eichmann-and the millions of other Germans who acted as human cogs in the Nazi war machine-were triumphs of propaganda. Propaganda's purpose is to replace rational thought with slogans and clichés. It works steadily to grind down the individual conscience and replace it with loyalty to a group-which Eichmann called duty. Only failing to do his duty could make him to feel guilty.