The Perched Eye blog is 12+ years old, from 2009 with President Obama's election. Our focus has been eclectic ... the styles and directions of American politics and culture, with an occasional comment on the impact of new technologies. Our observations sometimes attract a critical eye, but the 'pen' remains unblunted.
Trump’s Digital Cards…Hmmm, That Is, ‘Digital Grifts’
America is going thru a test. ‘Yerp’, there it is… these last 6 years is not a real thing; it’s been a dream … navigable by those who try hard to keep their head straight. But sometimes… like this week’s ‘Trump Digi-Card Joint,’ things just ….(scream — life can’t be without some horse doodoo thrown around? Can it?)
Trump’s latest ‘Jam' is his digital card Shtick (Grift!).
Can’t ‘get a hold of it. Shall we just Rock On … Like the cool Americans we are, or pretend to be, or wanna-be? (Why oh Why-eee, does that Tiny-fingered D..ckhead continue to do this to us?)
Stopped reaching for my wallet with time to spare as my Arm-n-hand automatically sensed ‘scam,’ cut in to overrule the brain's reflex response to “Digital Stuff.”
(I‘ve trained them to think for themselves if the rest of ‘me’ is about to be seduced by weird attractions. This is not, of course, to say this Trump play is weird….but, personally speaking, Trump flames.)
After DT’s “Big Announcement” last Wednesday, December 14, 2002, the planet (cum passengers) shook for a 'split nano-second' (a really short period of time), nevertheless most of us wearily continued on our ways except for the rabid Trumpians, viz.:
Trump's "major announcement" of NFT collection draws ridicule but sells out
After that “tremendous’ announcement, I had to sit, uncross my eyes, and…think.
I mused ‘About Trump.’ About how America is truly diverse …with perhaps three top-level divisions — the Sane, the Often Sane, and the ‘Marks.’
(Pets are exempt from these categorizations since our furry friends are super-sensitive to villains, card sharks, and all... ever wonder why Trump has no pets? I don't.)
We can safely let be the Sane and Often Sane…they can mostly take care of business…at least enough to survive. But, the Marks?
The ‘Marks’ are so far-gone lost in the American rat race that they are like the mushy detritus seen floating at the surface of a stormy sea …or a boiling pot of soup…or on America’s growing number of polluted rivers, lakes, sewer spillage. (The castaways.)
American Culture wind blows us here and there, wherever the latest con person leads…during the short time he/she captures media attention. And capturing media attention does require skills … of a kind that self-adjust in a split-second with changing social-media preferences.
In other words, the Modern Survivor must cultivate, and be quickly able to learn, the skills to harbor the kind of inattention to reality characteristic of the deranged, or at least mildly deranged (erratically so)! (Trump seems to ‘qualify’ per the latter requirements.) Also, American Culture seems to provide nurturing soil for the Trumpian grifter type.
‘American ‘Culture’?
Is American Culture real? Is it imaginary? Seems all one can say is our culture is what one sees from split second-to-split second…a kind of drifting quantum foam.
American Culture is now truly entered the Quantum Age.
With Trump catching so much media attention, we've ‘crossed over’ and are in a quantized mirror world where ‘Up’ is ‘Down’… or at least sometimes it is, and for short periods. ( ‘Alice’s” message all along.)
‘‘Yerp’, it’s happened folks, we are imaginary quantum states. (And Trump is the random-walk, quantum demon that brought us here — Trump, the ephemeral, erratic nuisance.)
But there is a ‘Way’…a ‘new way of walking’ ...in a quantized dream world.
Just hold on tight and surf the imaginary, Schroedinger-foamed wavetops of THE CULTURE. Rock ON!
‘HANG TEN”, Dudes. Check the sun and waves. But keep one eye on the shore…if you can.
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