It started with me writing a short post on Facebook, and his most crucial passage was this:
"The upward fist of Donald Trump is simply a symptom of complete insensitivity and deficiency of imagination of narcissistic sociopath. This predator is an energetic surviving corpse, but he's dead. Of course, it's very improbable that he'll always realize that his life is fragile, too, that is not immortal. But if I were a Democrat, I'd effort to dig through the stone with a drop due to the fact that it's a small overcrushed."
I wrote it under the influence of Mary Trump's niece's book on her uncle Donald. I'm convinced by the author's thesis.
A lot happened erstwhile a large photographer's eye caught in 1 frame various elements: podium, American flag, agents and Secret Service agents surrounding Trump, his injured ear, blood on his cheek, clenched, raised fist. And the mouth arranged for the word "fight."
The camera drew a resemblance of the scene to the celebrated shot from Berlin's capture in May 1945. As a result, the “monumental” scene shows how the unbreakable hero stands in the midst of the protection protecting him impolitely, albeit selflessly, in a arrogant pose, issuing steel orders. There was a visual Frankenstein, a binder of surviving and dead tissue. Photographed ingredients became Trump's pseudo interior and began working on his campaign.
Let's effort to defy and rearrange the blocks.
The crucial thing is that Trump is simply a narcissistic sociopath and has no emotional imagination.
A somewhat wider communicative and iconic environment shows that at the time the erstwhile president was in a position of "we are in trouble" and was rather inept, though with sacrifice, rescued by his bodyguards.
And the analogy with the russian capture of the Reichstag reminds us that this photograph was besides a consequence of manipulation. As we know, the first soldier had to be replaced, due to the fact that he presented an inadvertently many won watches on his forearm – the russian non-/original was so amazingly akin to Mary Trump's uncle. These ingredients made up, as they frequently do with large photographs, into a fascinating image by completely mechanical fusion.
If the media want to service democracy, the focus in 1 frame of elements, each of which means something different, and mixed with the tramp propaganda march, is their large failure. I think that in consequence to this catastrophic visualization, it would be necessary, as in fresh elections in France, to formulate the rule of sanitary cordon – this time not only political, but besides iconic-media. make a visual cordon around Trump to prevent him from robbing and destroying images of greatness, good and altruism.
It is not about censorship; it is not about political submission to anyone, it is about responsibility. The point is that photographers who know immediately about the meaning of the image, recognizing the wider context of the iconic blow, which they can aim at, do not let the automatic accumulation of pseudosignals. The point is that the monopolizing media image does not get dangerous and false meanings and associations, like a increasing snowball – like the 1 that made Trump a steadfast hero.
We know very well that the yellow-haired is not a hero in any way. Demonstrationally and endlessly refuses any altruistic acts. Any act of solidarity and loyalty, even as basic as keeping a deal, mocks as a loser.
When Zelenski says he needs a gun, not a ride, he's a hero.
When Ukrainian soldiers from Snake Island shouted the celebrated vulgarism, they were steadfast.
As Mariupola's defenders stood in hopeless resistance, they were heroes.
When Martin Luther King spoke to the crowds his celebrated “I have a dreamAnd shortly after, he died fighting for his homeland without racism, he was a hero.
Trump repeats how a broken record: no defence of the weaker ones, are to die. He tells Ukrainians, Poles, Lithuanians, immigrants on the Mexican border. We inactive request to remind ourselves that he is simply a hoochsztapler and a combinator who, in front of everyone, adopts heroic images, thereby stealing the identities of the brave and the righteous.
However, the question arises as to why voters let Trump to appear simultaneously as a ministerial collaborator avant la lettre, as a small cheetah, yet as a steadfast hero. Why won't they be crushed?
It's gnashing. The gin's in the bottle, the container's throwing dark forces, and in a moment, everything could explode. Let's look at how a terrible depth of figures and scenarios of manhood occurred around and in the context of the assassination scene:
He appeared there this time as a victim, Donald Trump, predator, sociopath, narcissistic egotist. We know from Mary that his father gave him everything as a gift and at the same time completely destroyed his son's psyche. How many movies have we watched about people like him, hurt, molested children, who then rape and kill themselves? He was destroyed, so now as an adult he torments others without pity.
The murderous action of the bomber is yet another, already out-of-school massacre, a massacre arranged by a wounded boy utilizing a semi-automatic rifle, celebrated for its effectiveness. How many times have we watched akin scenes on all American screens?
And J.D. Vance, appointed by Trump as Vice President, is another man from the planet poverty and misery He abruptly jumped into the ellipse of executioners of his own household and neighbors. This is another paraserial version of the victim that identified with the perpetrators.
And close these events Joe Biden made a generous choice, due to the fact that he saw (after all) that he presented himself – now above all – an image of an old and infirm man. Good, due to the fact that how could he defeat the power of all the American paintings that swore against him?
Manhood, white manhood, rusty white manhood, that's yours and our problem, the real core of darkness.
Trump is the beloved whip of God voters located in the pathological spectrum and humiliated masculinity. It speaks to them most; they, like a semi-automatic rifle, do not let themselves be taken away.
Symbiosis of the despairing ICH whip of God cannot be "just" ridiculed, it must be very slow relaxed, due to the fact that it will detonate even more than now.
However, we do not request to be passive objects or hostages of their despair and fury. Time for the movement of another subject and social positions.
