Friday, July 03, 2009

John Waters ranks as the king of Irish menz, also known as dudes who bemoan and lament the loss of unchecked male privilege.

In his most recent elegy for the waning of dude nation (the uncontested authority of church and state in classic patriarchal form), he stretches the example of an airport queue as a metaphor for contemporary Irish ills. It's pretty lame, but let's parse it out anyway.

Waters observes a man jumping a long queue in Dublin's airport, who is then caught by an employee and sent to the back of the line. Most folks would say well done to the staff members. Not Waters, though. He aligns himself with the rogue attempt to sidestep civil manners and custom in order to get ahead. The reflexive insistence that you come first above all others remains part and parcel of the gender privilege instilled in and reserved for the penis bearers. It's a level of expectation built up that makes you say "screw everyone else" and jump the queue. Waters doesn't place any importance on politeness or the shared out empathy that maintains a fair spirit within the queue. Instead, he regards calling out those choked with entitlement when they jump the queue in terms of "moralistic tyranny." If you check his privilege, it's tyranny. You're just like that Hitler fella.
Give me a motherfucking break, dude:

"We used not to be like this. We had lives. We did not guard every single bureaucratic regulation with a jealous fury. Once, we might have seen someone jumping a queue and smiled at his brass neck or just thought that perhaps he faced some urgent circumstance.
Once, Ireland was world famous for being a place where everything was not reduced to “ethics” and “equality” and rules."

His placement of ethics, equality and rules in quotes speak volumes; it says that ethics and equality don't mesh with his conservative and retrograde worldview.
He's arguing that only dudes should have agency and fuck everyone else.
He locates a crisis in an egalitarian society where everyone has a voice, a mentalist view of the highest order. Even wacko menz like Bill O'Reilly will at least pay lip service to the merits of social equality, even if everything else he says contradicts it.
When Waters claims that standing up against privilege is "turning us into moralistic bloodhounds who sniff the air for the scent of sinners," he's describing the past, where his moral compass is stuck. How dare he admonish folks for speaking up for themselves.
Social parity scares the shit out of John Waters because he'd much rather retain the privilege to behave without consequence.

4 comments:

fatmammycat said...

I read the piece and has to stop my eyeballs from rolling clean out of my head. All he needs is a fireside and a hunchback and a 'in my day...' and he's good to go. Queue jumpers are annoying fuckers, being called on it is hardly a failing. His rosy tinted warbling is the whinge of Lestat when he realised the world won't wait for him or anyone.
Next week, John Waters rages aganinst flat screen televisions and women who want to drive.

Medbh said...

FMC: hee. I know, I almost passed out after my eyes rolled back so far. There's not an ounce of reason in his writing.

bigmentaldisease said...

Reading John Waters is equivalent to forcing two slippery eels up one's fundament. I wonder if he was crying as he wrote it.

Medbh said...

He's crying for his manhood, BMD.
Equality robbed him of his birthright!