“we must be superstars”
I have a slightly odd and stat-packed essay about pop and narcissism in this week’s New York.
This is a good read. Also check out Utne Reader’s coverage of millennial narcissism from our May-June 2011 issue.
I have a slightly odd and stat-packed essay about pop and narcissism in this week’s New York.
This is a good read. Also check out Utne Reader’s coverage of millennial narcissism from our May-June 2011 issue.
Leaked: Target Corporation’s anti-union employee training video, “Think Before You Sign.”
A generation with self-love for sale:
I’m sitting in a coffee shop on Wednesday afternoon in a midsize, noncoastal American city. A fiftysomething is screaming into his cell phone; the woman sitting next to me is frantically blogging about her favorite new movie, Julie & Julia, a flick about the success of a narcissist and her blog; a pair of tweens just cut the checkout line; and I just got a spam e-mail for penis enlargement.
A lot of this is harmless, of course. There’s no great damage done when your buddy spams you with pictures of himself getting lap-danced at a Vegas strip joint. The future of the republic is not imperiled by a rise in the number of assholes who drive over the median to cut in front of traffic at the freeway’s clogged exit. And sure, the planet will survive in spite of the rise in cosmetic surgeries.
There is, however, potential for damage when the achievement of fame and wealth becomes the central organizing objective of society. The future of the republic is threatened by a sharp increase in the number of people who care only about themselves, and the earth’s ecosystem may not survive the scourge of the smog-belching and gas-guzzling “me” culture that first spread in the late 1970s and 1980s. This modern blast of narcissism all but defines America now, an ugly symptom of a deeper infection that predates the rise of the Internet.
The deification of the individual and further suggestion that self-help can turn us into divinities ultimately gave rise to the virus in the machine. That’s what modern narcissism really is—a pernicious mix of qualities defined by three phrases that start with self: selfishness, self-absorption, and self-importance. Read more …
Our current issue has a number of stories on narcissism. Well, in that spirit comes the Museum of Me, “a new Facebook app from Intel that turns your life into a virtual gallery exhibition.” Look at me! Look at me!
Who is the common reader now? Common readers—which is to say the great majority of people who continue to read—read for one purpose and one purpose only. They read for pleasure. They read to be entertained. They read to be diverted, assuaged, comforted, and tickled. The evidence for this phenomenon is not far to seek. Check out the best-seller lists, even in the exalted New York Times. See what Oprah’s reading. Glance at the Amazon top 100. Look around on the airplane. Reading, where it exists at all, has largely become an unprofitable wing of the diversion industry.
In other words, Narcissus regards the novel …
If you dive into the table of contents of our latest issue—you’ll see that the Utne staff can’t stop thinking about itself. Or rather, we can’t stop thinking about narcissism. We printed an excerpt from The Culture of Narcissism by Christopher Lasch—a piece that first appeared in 1979—because it has never felt more relevant. Check out his prophetic essay here …