Ain't Mellencamp's America (UPDATED)

John Mellencamp is all about speaking truth to power when a mean old economic royalist occupies the White House. But as Pam Meister at Big Hollywood observes, put his guy in charge and all of a sudden he turns into a Herbert Marcuse acolyte.

Here's Mellencamp in an interview with Country Music Television on the First Amendment-as-collective right:

"I don’t think people fought and gave their lives so that some guy can sit in his bedroom and be mean. I don’t think that’s what freedom of speech is,” he continued. “Freedom of speech is really about assembly — for us to collectively have an idea. We want to get our point of view out so we can assemble and I can appoint you to be the spokesman. That’s freedom of speech — to be able to collectively speak for a sector of people. But somehow it’s turned into ‘I can be an a****** whenever I feel like, say whatever I like, be disrespectful to people and not be courteous.’ It’s not good for our society. Not being courteous is not really freedom of speech. . . .

There is a lot of discourteous speech out there, no question about it. (As an aside, but sort of on point: As much as I love the reader comments on newspaper sites, I wonder if the Wall Street Journal's recent decision to open its Web pages to reader comments will hurt the brand in some way over the long term. Look upon the comments to Peggy Noonan's column and despair.)

John Mellencamp is, of course, is free to say the stupidest things about what freedom of speech should or should not be. What I find funny is the presumptuousness of it all. Mellencamp clearly considers himself one of those appointed spokesmen. Oh, I suppose he speaks for a certain segment of the population with a certain point of view. But, like Professor Marcuse, he seems to have little or no regard for people speaking for what he would consider the repressive "status quo."

(In the Salon story I linked to above, he says: " most people who are Republicans, they're not rich enough to be Republicans! I don't get it." No, he doesn't.)

Freedom is simply too messy... too inequitable. For Mellencamp, in a perverse way it's pink houses for me but not for thee. Well, he can keep his pink house and his goofy, collective ideal of freedom. That ain't my America.

Update: Julie Ponzi at NoLeftTurns expounds cleverly on my comments. Key paragraph:

In Mellencamp’s America, the "home of the free" with its little pink houses would be for a freedom of speech that is more a kind of General Will voiced by the anointed tongues of a select group of American royalty. Jack and Diane needn’t trouble their little heads with worrying about the big questions. They can busy themselves with Diane’s Bobbie Brooks slacks till it "hurts so good," make a public spectacle of themselves while they’re at it, call THAT freedom of speech, and content themselves with their imagined moral courage. But if they dare to voice vigorous opposition to something like Cap and Trade and, in the course of that expression, utter an ungracious opinion about the anointed--an opinion that according to Mellencamp qualifies Jack and Diane as "a-holes" THAT will be too much because, "[n]ot being courteous is not really freedom of speech" according to the scholars at the Mellencamp School of the First Amendment.

Julie also makes some thoughtful points about civility in the public discourse. Please read the whole thing.

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Red ... er ... Pink Houses and such.

Good post, Ben. And a link to a New York Times archived story from FDR's re-nomination for the Democratic ticket for president! I encourage others to read that — for the lead alone, but you won't be able to stop. The New York Times was shilling for statist liberals, even back then. Switch the words "Obama" for "Roosevelt," and you can hardly tell the difference from today's fawning presidential coverage.

How different is what Obama said in his campaign from FDR's desire to achieve (through the state) "economic liberty." Not, of course, the liberty to choose how to live your life and scratch out a living. No. That's the fools gold of the "industrial and corporate growth" of previous times. FDR will direct the economy. Just get on board, and we'll all (eventually) achieve "economic liberty" by letting the state redistribute wealth.

Though, I must say, reading about public officials making a "vow of fealty" to the New Deal is more than a bit creepy. As is this passage:

Crowd Roars Its Enthusiasm

The arrival of the President in the stadium was greeted by a real demonstration, as distinguished from the artificial efforts of conventions. One hundred thousand people rose and roared unmistakable acclaim as Mr. Roosevelt entered the platform on the arm of his eldest son and clasped the hand of Vice President Garner while "The Star-Spangled Banner" was sung.

Thunderous cheer after cheer rolled out as the President finished, and, led by his mother, members of his family gathered about him. He mopped his brow, drank copiously of ice water and then stood waving his clasped hands above his head, while the tumult continued and the band played. Before Mr. Roosevelt left the stand on the arm of his son, James -- as he entered -- he waited for "Auld Lang Syne," and cheered its last echoes with the crowd. It was a personal triumph of the kind given to few men.

This from the paper of record. Good thing we've put all that cult of personality stuff behind us! Modern Americans are waaaaay too smart to fall for such stagecraft and propaganda.

Get Off the Lawn of My Little Pink House

I think, Ben, you need to separate out two Mellencamps. There's the songwriting, liberal, up-with-farms Mellencamp, and then there's the cranky old man Mellencamp. The two don't speak the same language. What he wants to say is something like, "Freedom of speech is great, but young people today say stupid stuff and they should shut the fuck up." But that's not exactly the right thing to say and he knows that, addled as he is. Thus you end up with bizarre convolutions. It's what happens when lefty liberals (which I don't consider a pejorative as most people on this site might) get old and their bowels start acting up.

I like that "Pink Houses" song, though. Sing along with that in the car every damn time.

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