In ranging from video games to elevator music, action movies to reality
shows, punditry to Internet exhibitionists, Todd Gitlin's new book "Media
Unlimited" evokes a world of relentless sensation and nonstop stimulus. Far
from signaling a "new information age" or a rescue from passivity, Gitlin
reveals the glut of manufactured images and sounds as one of the defining
features of our civilization and as a perverse culmination of Western hopes
for freedom.
In the excerpt below, Gitlin addresses "The Paranoid," that is, the person
who "displaces justifiable fears of actual dangers" with fantasy. Indeed,
the philosopher Stanley Cavell, one of the authorities cited by Gitlin,
states that the fear of television "is a fear displaced from the world onto
its monitor." Overwhelmed by the torrent of images and sounds in today's
media, the paranoid who may be any of us, Gitlin implies has lost the
ability to make intelligible connections among them.
Andrew Levy (Andrew@mediachannel.org), Editor
The Paranoid
Criticism easily shades into paranoia. There is a continuum. Somewhere at the
far edge of the commonplace that images matter is the folk mystique that They
are programming Us that television (the usual culprit) is an addiction, a
hypnotic agent, a cause of hyperactivity, or worse. There is also the notion
that television in particular the 'idiot box', the 'boob tube' is an all-around
agent of stupefaction, a pacifier that turns us into infants, paralyzing
analytical faculties, dumbing us down, reducing us to couch-potatohood,
pathetically basking in our weakened condition. In the brave new world of
amusements projected by Aldous Huxley in 1932, a dystopia renewed by Ray
Bradbury in "Fahrenheit 451" (1953) and frequently since then, television is
'soma', the perfect drug one that, like heroin, as William Burroughs once
wrote, makes the consumer come to it. From this point of view, the fact that
'idiot box' and 'boob tube' have fallen away as terms of abuse, and 'couch potato'
and 'vegging out' have grown into terms of ironic affection, measures
television's success.
Versions of the so-called hypodermic hypothesis cropped up around World War
I, when many people came to believe that a wave of anti-German propaganda in
the press had driven the United States to intervene in that war and that
Lenin's mastery of propaganda explained the Bolshevik Revolution. Propaganda
was also the target of Marxists, who thought bourgeois media were designed to
spread and reinforce values conducive to the health of capitalism and
inimical to its enemies. Varieties of hypodermic theory were the starting
point of modern media research, further elaborated by refugee
intellectuals most influentially T. W. Adorno and Max Horkheimer of the
Frankfurt School, in their 1944 essay "The Culture Industry: Enlightenment as
Mass Deception," later recycled in Herbert Marcuse's influential 1964 book,
"One-Dimensional Man." In the early days of television, a variant of this view
entered the mainstream of American sociology, with Paul F. Lazarsfeld and
Robert K. Merton pointing fingers at television's "narcotizing dysfunction."
Of course, these dystopian hypotheses would not have flourished without a
history of monstrous propagandists in power, as witness Hitler and Stalin,
vindicating the view of the power of propaganda popularized in George
Orwell's "1984."
The paranoia of the Frankfurt School was brilliant and elaborate, motivated
as it was by a plausible (though exaggerated) sense of political catastrophe
in Europe and the intellectual disgrace of American culture. It became
corrupted and caricatured in later, more simpleminded versions in effect,
propagandistic assaults on propaganda. Consider the vogue for Wilson Bryan
Key, an itinerant journalism professor who, in two books published in the
1970s, "Subliminal Seduction" and "Media Sexploitation," maintained that media
images were loaded with subliminal messages. The mass-market paperback cover
of "Media Sexploitation" left nothing to the imagination: "YOU ARE BEING
SEXUALLY MANIPULATED AT THIS VERY MOMENT. DO YOU KNOW HOW?
... THE HIDDEN IMPLANTS IN AMERICA'S MASS MEDIA AND HOW THEY
PROGRAM AND CONDITION YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND." Key purported
to find the letters S, E, X engraved on jars in Vaseline ads, superimposed on
ice cubes in liquor ads, embedded in campaign literature ("If you relax under
a good light, the very lightly etched letters are easily apparent"), even inscribed
in newspaper photos of American helicopters in Vietnam. To Key, Simon and
Garfunkel's "Bridge over Troubled Water" was a song about a drug trip,
complete with hypodermic syringe ("Sail on, silver girl"). Everywhere, popular
culture had jammed poisoned needles under delicate American skin.
The paranoid belief that We are being drugged, mesmerized, or programmed by
Them is one of the abiding fears of our time. Key's hypersensitive
cryptography was a sort of crackpot successor to Vance Packard's best-selling
"The Hidden Persuaders" (1957), which attributed considerable powers to a
"motivational researcher" named Ernest Dichter who specialized in telling
automobile and other consumer-goods companies how to appeal to crass (usually
sexual) fantasies. Key anticipated such reveries as the 1968 fantasy that if
you played the Beatles' "I'm So Tired" backward you would hear the words 'Paul
is dead', and a Christian fundamentalist belief that Procter and Gamble's
star-and-moon logo was the sign of the devil.
The paranoid is a negative monotheist. With the gift of paranoia, the mind
spies out the agents of darkness, seeing through the big lie to the big truth
that bamboozled creatures are blind to. Paranoia mobilizes not only shared
ideology but emotions terror along with smugness, pity for the naive. When
the primary sources of insecurity are natural, the most prevalent forms of
paranoia concern inhuman forces. Astrology blames the stars; Manichaean
religion, the devil. In contemporary society, on the other hand,
individualism is supposed to guarantee autonomy. If we are still at a loss,
drifting or suffering, it must be because They the Government, the Liberal
Media, the Media Monopoly, the Zionist Occupation Government (ZOG) are
pushing the buttons. Paranoia is alienated magic. No wonder the torrent
itself loves paranoia a plot device that requires no special introduction,
invoking audience sentiments as familiar as any. Post-Vietnam, there is
scarcely an action film where the government does not harbor a sinister
conspiracy to cover up the truth, where the hero is not subject to
surveillance, where ostensibly good guys do not turn out to be bad. In "The
X-Files," government agencies not only are riddled with spies, soldiers of
fortune, and good cops gone bad but are literally at the service of aliens.
In its extremity, paranoia is a warped version of legitimate fear. It can be
argued, for example, that the indiscriminate fear of television in particular
displaces justifiable fears of actual dangers dangers of which television,
in its most realistic mode, for all its shortfalls, provides some disturbing
glimpses. The philosopher Stanley Cavell has proposed that "the fear of
television ... is the fear that what it monitors is the growing inhabitability
of the world, the irreversible pollution of the earth, a fear displaced from
the world onto its monitor." In other words, we fear and loathe television
the way people who feel ugly fear and loathe mirrors. In a reformist spirit,
Cavell proposes that better television could be an instrument of collective
enlightenment: "if the monitor picked up on better talk, and probed for
intelligible connections and for beauty among its events, it might alleviate
our paralysis ... sufficiently to help us allow ourselves to do something
intelligent about its cause."
Yet fright in the face of the media Medusa with a million glassy tentacles
misses something essential about contemporary experience. Raised in the media
torrent, most of us have come to expect demand nothing less than its
bounty. This plenitude compensates for something we would otherwise lack.
Most people, most of the time, experience media as signs of society's
generosity. The profusion of images offers fun, stimulus, feeling, or a sense
of connection, however fugitive. We feel flattered to have the access.
While others welcome the nonstop gift of images, the paranoid refuses to feel
flattered. This refusal is admirable. But the soft dystopia of the torrent
rolls on nevertheless.
Todd Gitlin is a professor of culture, journalism, and sociology at New York University and the author of eight previous notable books, including "Inside Prime Time", "The Sixties", and "The Twilight of Common Dreams." He lives in New York City.
This essay was excerpted from the book "Media Unlimited: The Torrent of Sounds and Images in Modern Life," by Todd Gitlin (Henry Holt). Copyright © 2001. Reprinted by arrangement with Metropolitan Books, an imprint of Henry Holt & Company, LLC.