The Frankfurt School adapted Marx’s theories on revolution to include Freud’s theory of the subconscious. The Cultural Marxists’ main focus was to reshape the subconscious of Western men and women and thus create new type of person: one who would react passively to provocations of all kinds.
I wish everyone in the US could inject this post right into their brain. We struggle SO HARD to understand the basic limits of freedom and we glorify unilateral decisions as some sort of heroic, maverick move.
This post reminded me a lot of the issues my senior class had graduating high school. There were three related issues that caused inproportionate levels of crackdown:
1) The student body voted on "Ninja Rap" from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: the Secret of the Ooze, as their graduation theme song. The administration decided that song was "undignified" (actual word) and replaced it with a song of their choosing, a country-western ballad that my sister soberly informed me was actually about heroin abuse.
2) The women wanted to wear pants under their gowns, after they received a dresscode for walking to get their diplomas. They had various arguments and a classmate of mine even wrote an astounding three-page petition in very well thought, logical and legalistic writing demanding their freedom to present as they chose, but the administration chose to leap on top of the 'it's not like people can see under the gowns in the first place, how would they even know?" by updating the rules to dresses that were long enough to be seen under the gown. Keeping in mind that a properly-fitted gown goes down to the shoes, that meant women were forced to wear dresses long enough to trip on.
Similarly I almost got removed from walking to receive my diploma, because my shirt wasn't a light enough hue of blue. It had to be light blue or white, but it merely medium blue.
Also similarly the gowns had to be purchased from a very specific vendor because if they weren't the exact perfect hue, then chaos ensues, I suppose.
3) We were consistently told from the beginning of instructions through the assembly roll call through the speeches and until we walked out, and in fact the final words of the ceremony were to the point that, "This ceremony is not for you, it's for your parents." Which is astoundingly ludicrous. Of course it's about you. And leading up to the ceremony, that statement kept getting called out, which is probably why the principal decided to land it as literally and irrevocably "the final word."
None of these individual issues were so big except the immense amount of blowback the administration dolled out to students (AND PARENTS!) who complained. It went beyond "Sorry, that's just the way it is" to pulling students out of class and having daily lectures to behave.
The point of all this being that, despite the fact I rather enjoyed my high school and my education and didn't really find all that many issues with it in general, to date I'm still knocked sideways by how strongly and, yes I mean this word, VIOLENTLY the school administration used the very ceremony of graduating out of its grasp to find every lever it could to project its own control and dictation over our lives. They almost literally said aloud "We have to land our last blows of abuse on you before you get out of the range of our grasp."
The Frankfurt School adapted Marx’s theories on revolution to include Freud’s theory of the subconscious. The Cultural Marxists’ main focus was to reshape the subconscious of Western men and women and thus create new type of person: one who would react passively to provocations of all kinds.
https://nordicresistancemovement.org/what-is-cultural-marxism/
I wish everyone in the US could inject this post right into their brain. We struggle SO HARD to understand the basic limits of freedom and we glorify unilateral decisions as some sort of heroic, maverick move.
This post reminded me a lot of the issues my senior class had graduating high school. There were three related issues that caused inproportionate levels of crackdown:
1) The student body voted on "Ninja Rap" from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: the Secret of the Ooze, as their graduation theme song. The administration decided that song was "undignified" (actual word) and replaced it with a song of their choosing, a country-western ballad that my sister soberly informed me was actually about heroin abuse.
2) The women wanted to wear pants under their gowns, after they received a dresscode for walking to get their diplomas. They had various arguments and a classmate of mine even wrote an astounding three-page petition in very well thought, logical and legalistic writing demanding their freedom to present as they chose, but the administration chose to leap on top of the 'it's not like people can see under the gowns in the first place, how would they even know?" by updating the rules to dresses that were long enough to be seen under the gown. Keeping in mind that a properly-fitted gown goes down to the shoes, that meant women were forced to wear dresses long enough to trip on.
Similarly I almost got removed from walking to receive my diploma, because my shirt wasn't a light enough hue of blue. It had to be light blue or white, but it merely medium blue.
Also similarly the gowns had to be purchased from a very specific vendor because if they weren't the exact perfect hue, then chaos ensues, I suppose.
3) We were consistently told from the beginning of instructions through the assembly roll call through the speeches and until we walked out, and in fact the final words of the ceremony were to the point that, "This ceremony is not for you, it's for your parents." Which is astoundingly ludicrous. Of course it's about you. And leading up to the ceremony, that statement kept getting called out, which is probably why the principal decided to land it as literally and irrevocably "the final word."
None of these individual issues were so big except the immense amount of blowback the administration dolled out to students (AND PARENTS!) who complained. It went beyond "Sorry, that's just the way it is" to pulling students out of class and having daily lectures to behave.
The point of all this being that, despite the fact I rather enjoyed my high school and my education and didn't really find all that many issues with it in general, to date I'm still knocked sideways by how strongly and, yes I mean this word, VIOLENTLY the school administration used the very ceremony of graduating out of its grasp to find every lever it could to project its own control and dictation over our lives. They almost literally said aloud "We have to land our last blows of abuse on you before you get out of the range of our grasp."