What Does It Take To Get Under Your Skin?

This summer I am looking forward to teaching two classes.

At Hunter College,   one summer session compresses a semester’s worth of work into eight weeks. One of those classes is Introduction to Media Studies, which I rarely teach. Every time I do, though, it is an opportunity to move out of the trees of specialization and get a good look at the whole forest.

To tell you the truth, I feel a little bit like the cowardly lion in the Wizard of Oz. Contemporary media and culture can be a scary forest. Social and technological change is taking place at breakneck speed. Media are pervasive and omnipresent. New technologies and social networks have so effectively penetrated social life that it is hard to find any remaining truly private spaces. Our TVs are computers and our computers are TVs.

And news is so instantaneous that, if some “god-forbid” catastrophic event happens to occur while I am teaching,   it is possible that all of us in class with our various vibrating, digital gizmos will get a glimpse of the event on some tiny screen even before the first responders arrive on the scene of the actual event.  We live in “real-time.”

(It’s actually quite a sight when, in one of my classes, a major news event takes place. Purses and pockets all across the room start to vibrate like a mini-earthquake!)

But one thing in particular worries me about this hyperventilating world: How — in the midst of all this noise, content, yelling, shouting, and reality programming – does someone who cares about an issue or an injustice make that issue heard and understood amidst the cacophony?

Some social problems, for a whole host of reasons, are not easily explained in this media environment. They may be complex, they may require nuanced thinking, or they may not have the kind of compelling visuals that get people’s pulse to quicken. Type 1 and Type 2 Diabetes, for example, are serious health problems. But if you are someone who wants to raise awareness or if you want to promote increased government funding, how do you get people all hot and bothered about something that might not affect them?

And so I wanted to share a passage from a wonderful New Yorker (May 18, 2009) article by Nick Paumgarten entitled “The Death of Kings: Notes from a Meltdown.”  (Hunter students can access the article on Lexis-Nexis at the library database page.)

How, he asks, did such a massive financial collapse escape the attention of so many people? Why were people taken by surprise? His answer is one of the best comments on the role of media and the visual image that I have seen in a long time:

We are a visual species. In an economic crisis, in the early stages, at least (and we are likely still in the early stages, in spite of all the recent happy talk), the visible effects are subtle, if they are present at all. Maybe there are empty seats at the game. It is a mathematical predicament, an abstraction that expresses itself in dreary reports that don’t affect you, until they do. Deferred dreams aren’t news. Even the worst consequences-homelessness, hunger, untreated illness, everything short of civil unrest or outright revolution-aren’t spectacles. The history-making developments-the collapses of great or at least large institutions, the government’s deployments of sums beyond imagining, the exchange of gigantic liabilities for even more gigantic ones in the future, the effects these things have on geopolitics-are difficult to picture. People grasp at anecdotal observation: store closures, idle spouses, a rash of attacks by a mugger (a mugger!) with a pipe. The immigrants are going home.

How often do you wait for the compelling visual to get concerned?

And how often is that too late?

In Which I Finally Lose It In The Pages of The Chicago Tribune

The Scream

Normally I simply laugh off most of the shouting and screaming on 24 hour cable television news. 

But yesterday I lost it, and the results are in today’s issue of the Chicago Tribune.

So She’s Testy!

So now Judge Sotomayor’s “testy side” will be a talking point in the effort to derail her nomination.

Testy, huh?

What a pathetic strategy! Justice Scalia acts with astounding immaturity in public , at one point making an obscene gesture at a reporter, and it is largely laughed off.

Yet now, when a woman is reported to be possibly testy,  all the big boys are running home to mommy because she might be mean to them.

If you have a problems with one of Judge Sotomayor’s opinions, speak up.  Put her feet to the fire.

But to bring up issues like testiness and demeanor, after decades in which the “boys will be boys” rule basically excused any nonsense a man wanted to pull,  beytrays the deep insecurity of men who still are terrified by the thought of an angry woman.

Old and Dusty Artifacts from the Newspaper Morgue

Yesterday, two students asked about two old columns of mine,  one for the Washington Post and one for the International Herald Tribune.  What’s strange about these being the ones they discovered is that there actually  is one way they  do belong together:

One was was as fun to write as anything I have ever done and the other was gut wrenching.    

Here they are,  as promised.

Uncertainty = Anxiety = Bonkers = Phony Experts

Jimmy scared

Psychologist Daniel Gilbert has a brilliant short piece in today’s Times about the fear that is engendered by uncertainty.  He cites some fascinating studies in which subjects, to avoid or escape uncertainty,  are willing to choose undesirable, yet clear and immediate,  outcomes. The horror you know seems to trump an unknown future in which things might actually turn out to not be so bad.

How true! Our inability (and I do mean our ) to deal with uncertainty leads us into hole after hole.  I was thinking of one of those holes in particular:

How many self-promoting,  pseudo-experts —  especially those who fill the bottomless news hole of 24 hour cable news —   get airtime solely because, in times of uncertainty and ambiguity, they promise  clarity?  Of course,  they never really deliver it.  But how often do we seize their cockamamie “clarity”  solely because we can’t live without immediate answers?

So many social problems defy easy explanations. Yet we still seem to go bonkers when,  in a hyper-ventilating, instantaneous  information environment,   reporters and public officials fail to deliver quick answers that will sufficiently reduce our anxiety.

Do we know with any certainty the ultimate severity and trajectory of the H1N1 virus?  Do we know why individuals erupt in senseless acts of mass violence? Do we really know why relationships fall apart? Or why hunger persists in a supposedly “developed” country?

In fact, we know a little bit about each of these vexing questions. In some cases we know a lot.

But certainty?  Not a chance.  Serious inquiry can reduce uncertainty and help us approach explanations for complex social phenomena. But it doesn’t provide certainty.

In fact, only one thing seems completely certain to me:  There will never be a social crisis or problem that doesn’t spawn a crowd of  “snake-oil ” hucksters who are all too happy to fill an uncertain void with pet theories,  easy remedies, and ads for the products that will bring us the clarity we seek.

It’s a paradox, but it just might be that one of the most admirable qualities of  an informed citizen in a complex world will be the ability to admit ignorance.  Isn’t self-aware ignorance  infinitely more honest than the bluster of phony certainty?

President Obama and Wanda Sykes at WHCA: May 9, 2009

Some of the best excerpts from Saturday night.

Wanda’s Big Night

Wandadinner

One of the most brilliant and hilarious comedians  on the planet,  Wanda Sykes, will be hosting tonight’s White House Correspondent’s Association dinner. Watch it at 8 PM EDT live on C-Span.

I still can’t believe that the selection committee watched any of her videos. Or, if they did, I can’t believe that Wanda will somehow be able to resist, well, being Wanda.

Wanda Sykes. Face to face with President Barack Obama.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go make sure that my defibrilator has fresh batteries.

One Film

Have you ever been mesmerized by a film, haunted for days and even months, and been astonished at the length of time it takes for the emotional hangover to wear off?

Well get this:

For over 25 years I have been haunted by a film and,  through all those years, I have never lost the uneasiness, the melancholy that came over me the day I first saw it.

I give up.