What people often say is “rage.” Where is the rage! The
context here, of course, is that something quite outlandish has happened, some
shocking news has surfaced. But there is no visible reaction to it. The public
is grooving instead on Christine Beatty, again, she who, like years ago,
exchanged sexy e-mails on (Horror!) city-owned communications devices with the
deposed, disgraced ex-Mayor of Detroit Kwame Kilpatrick. Or they groove on “Sports
Sightings.” Or they groove on the “K-Pop Star among us.” Don’t ask. I haven’t
figured it out yet either (link).
A more refined form of that question would be “Where is the
Informed Voter?” Quite astonishingly shocking information appears almost daily,
but it doesn’t even make it into the
papers, never mind produce a rash of letters, never mind a march on Washington.
And to that over-simplification—which is what “informed voter” really is—might
be added, how wide-spread among informed voters is a sufficiently sensitive
cultural and moral understanding necessary to weigh the mountains of facts out
there. Herewith a couple of shocking charts from a source I cited two posts
back, a Congressional Research Service report (link).
The first of these shows us what the top tax rates were back
in now sighed-after decades when things were good—alongside the rather
shockingly low tax rates on capital gains, the form of income the very rich use
to amass their wealth. The second graphic shows the rather phenomenal rise in
the share of total income of the super-rich 0.1 percent and of the stratospheric 0.01 percent of the population.
Did we see these graphics in our papers? No. They were
crowded out by pop stars, sports, and Netanyahu.
The really meaningful questions? “What’s the point of a universal
franchise?”— if the average voter, looking at such images, can’t even make them
out, never mind discerning what they really mean. And “Why bother with
democracy?” is another. When things get really bad enough, there are still
pitchforks. We have one in the
garage, but I wonder how many other people do.
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