#Ranty #myheadasplode Don’t read unless you’re down with some whitey angst. Just watch the video, which contains everything I really wanted to say. h/t Moreven Brushwood
Still here? OK, you’ve been warned.
My daughter watches a bunch of Disney teen dramady series. They are the most horrible things I ever see on TV – they teach shallow materialism, bullying, boredom with the world, a vapid, brainless assurance, incuriosity. They are mean, small-minded and wilfully, proudly ignorant, all while sneering at those same qualities in others. I’d much rather have her watch Inglourious Basterds or porn.
But they’re also part of the world around her. She can’t be blindsided by this kind of bullshit. We have to be able to talk about it.
This week she saw an episode of Girl Meets World where the protagonist’s father, who is also her teacher in school, calls her out in front of the class for pretentiously and shallowly appropriating a sort of Harajuku style.
http://culturalappropriationon.tumblr.com/post/94398939363/geekykristie-angelacarterofmars
He says: “Let me tell you: it’s a real neighborhood in Japan where authentic Japanese girls created an authentic look and lives for themselves that is unique to them.”
Authentic. Twice, no less. I’m instantly suspicious, any time this word shows up. That Disney should have learned it is a very bad sign (that Disney uses it is merely a symptom of the lack of self-reflection that Disney cannot do without).
Here’s what I hear when someone says the word “authentic” about people:
Stay in your lane.
You aren’t from around here. You will never be this. This is some numinous value-well you can gaze at but never understand.
Your hybridity is not wanted here.
Nor are any new ideas you might have. They will instantly spoil the authenticity.
also:
This thing must be kept apart to preserve it. It is already apart from the dirty, everyday world – we must adapt to it, not the other way around.
You know who’s really, really concerned about authenticity? Colonialists and ultra-nationalists. In both cases, though, their identification of the authentic is always something they do, something they want to conform to their expectations, no matter how much they may point away from themselves at the object they want you to look at. The attribution of authenticity fits the object for use in the speaker’s next set of narratives.
In this particular case the narrative is the Disney teen classic – just be yourself, which means:
no, not that thing you’re being right now.
just be the thing I’m not going to tell you. You’ll know you’ve got it right when I stop hitting you.
just conform to what this program is showing you.
on no account show any signs of trying to figure out who or what you actually are. For God’s sake don’t show me any part of your construction of yourself (because ultimately that’s what you have to do, in growing up – construct a self you can live with). Learn your lessons, internalize them, be the person who doesn’t make these mistakes.
it is your job to already know what your authenticity is.
It should be obvious by now that I’m not going to discuss whether Harajuku styles are more or less authentic than any others, right?
Here: important source, although 10 years out of date now:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B003VPWW2K/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1
Although there is one way in which, it seems to me, Harajuku is a uniquely bad candidate for use in this sort of bullying, which makes the episode more useful than it would be if, for instance, the girl had dressed up as an Inuit or Pilgrim Mother: it strikes me that Harajuku style, whatever it might be, is at least partly about radical acceptance. About making yourself interesting, whatever it takes. About constructing an identity with the seams still showing.
And there’s Disney teacher-dad, gatekeeping it.
In the end, society can always just change its dress.
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