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This meant that there was another more serious component in the protest. That is to say, it is what all the millions of forum-goers of 4chan met to commune about. In other words, their enjoyment of life and sex was decoupled from the ideological demands of capitalism.
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Antique Door Skeleton Key and Skeleton Keys - As someone who has witnessed 4chan grow from a group of adolescent boys who could fit into a single room at my local anime convention to a worldwide coalition of right wing extremists which is still somehow also a message board about anime , I feel I have some obligation to explain.
An Italian newspaper reporting on Donald Trump retweeting himself depicted as Pepe the Frog in September of 2016. It was a bulletin board, but its system of navigation was opaque. Moreover, the content was bizarre nonsense. But unlike boards with similar content, Something Awful skewed toward dark jokes. I had an account at Something Awful, which I used sometimes to post in threads about my comic. Poole had adapted a type of Japanese bulletin board software which was difficult to understand at first, but once learned, was far more fun to post in than the traditional American format used by S. These days, 4chan appears in the news almost weekly. This past week, there in the wake of the scheduled lecture by their most prominent supporter, Milo Yiannopoulos. The week before that neo-Nazi Richard Spencer pointed to his 4chan inspired Pepe the Frog pin, about to explain the significance when. The week before that, 4chan claimed falsely. And the week before that, in the wake of the fire at Ghost Ship, 4chan decided to make war on. How did we get here? What is 4chan exactly? And how did a website about anime become the avant garde of the far right? Mixed up with fascist movements, international intrigue, and Trump iconography? How do we interpret it all? At the very beginning, 4chan met once a year in only one place in the world: Baltimore, Maryland. As a nerdy teen growing up in Baltimore in the 90s, I had wandered into Otakon much like I had later wandered into 4chan, just when it was starting. I also attended Otakon in the mid-aughts when 4chan met there, likewise to promote my webcomic. As someone who has witnessed 4chan grow from a group of adolescent boys who could fit into a single room at my local anime convention to a worldwide coalition of right wing extremists which is still somehow also a message board about anime , I feel I have some obligation to explain. This essay is an attempt to untangle the threads of 4chan and the far right. I knew they were a group of teen anime fans like so many other teens at nerd-themed conventions. But around 2008 I realized I wanted to do a story on them. Their user base had grown exponentially and it was obvious they were about to explode into the mainstream. Much to the dismay of its millions of users, who tried in vain desperation to keep it a secret. Users began referring to each other by that name. And so Anonymous was born. But this is an understatement. At the time, one of the few places you saw memes was there. The white Impact font with the black outlines, that was them via S. The very method of how gifs and images are interspersed with dialogue in Slack or now iMessage or wherever is deeply 4chanian. In other words, the site left a profound impression on how we as a culture behave and interact. He never wrote back. Then I saw 4chan was meeting, not in Baltimore, but a few blocks from my apartment in New York, in fact, in many cities around the world. They had planned to protest the church of Scientology. Why this group of nerdy boys had pivoted from to protesting Scientology is an interesting question. And indeed it did try its mightiest to be nihilistic, to hate, to deny, to shrug, to laugh off everything as a joke like all teenage boys do the board was mostly young men. This effort was of course impossible. The result was that 4chan had a culture as complex as any other society of millions of people, anonymous or no. There were things it loved, things it hated, ways of being and acting that met with approval and disapproval in the group. In fact, it codified its value system in a series of. Like everything it did, these were constructed piecemeal from pop culture. Also like adolescent boys, 4chan users were deeply sensitive and guarded. The rules, like everything else, were always half in jest. Everything had to be a done with at least a twinkle of winking irony. This was an escape route, a way of never having to admit to your peers that you were in fact expressing something from your heart, in other words — that you were indeed vulnerable. This meant generally posting pornography, swastikas, racial slurs, and content that reveled in harm to other people. The board would flood particular chat rooms or online networks. An ongoing joke was to claim they were from a rival site, newgrounds. Since no one knew who Anonymous was at the time, they could pretend they were anything. This meant that there was another more serious component in the protest. What could they do with their numbers? Could they actually destroy Scientology? If not, how far could they get? Many on 4chan expressed indignation and rage at the protests. The morning of the protest was a brutally cold Saturday. My roommate and I, bleary-eyed, boarded the subway and took it two stops to Times Square. We had a vague feeling we were being trolled. Times Square was abandoned. Not even the tourists were out. All you could see was the trash billowing about on the streets. Then we turned the corner on to 46th street and to our astonishment several hundred people were screaming and shouting, cordoned off in front of the Scientology building. I interviewed the perplexed Scientologist standing between the columns of his temple. He was wearing a gleaming silver suit, the threads iridescent. He looked horrified and perplexed. And we are religion protected by the First Amendment. I interviewed a pimply faced boy, his Guy Fawkes mask pulled up over long, curly, orange locks. Serious business was a meme, a joke on 4chan. Habbo Hotel by way of Lord Xenu. So Anon chanted his name as a meme. It was their only real political statement: all information was free now that we had the internet. Scientology acolytes the same age, handing out copies of Dianetics, stopped up their ears. The Scientology protests of 2008 off Broadway. New Horizons The peculiar thing about the Scientology protest was how little 4chan cared about Scientology. Scientology had removed a funny video featuring Tom Cruise rambling incoherently about Scientology. There was a moral component to their protest, but it was tangential at best. Anonymous attacked corporations like Paypal and American Express, not because of their corporateness, but because they had frozen the assets of Julian Assange who had similar beliefs about the freedom to distribute information on the internet. At Occupy Wall Street, 4channers were a distinct minority. Now and again someone in a Guy Fawkes mask would voice libertarian ideas among a group of radical leftists discussing socialism. However, despite not being on the left, Anonymous is often conflated or confused with the leftist Occupy movement. For example, in the T. The hackers in Mr. That is to say, they have the agenda of Occupy Wall Street. Emulating fiction from T. Then almost a decade later, a T. An image saved off 4chan in February of 2011 by me, the lurking author. By the end of 2011, 4chan had finally been outed. Subsequently, the group splintered in a sense; anyone could and did pick up the banner of Anonymous. Hackers labeling themselves as such pursued different agendas, some anti-corporate, some truly noble — like helping convict. But philanthropic and anti-corporate hacking was not at the heart of what 4chan was about. Perhaps there was a moment when it could have been something else, a shining possibility that emerged on the horizon in one of those magical revolutionary moments in which all things are possible, like Occupy Wall Street itself. But, it was not to be. At least, not yet. The press often lamented how, like Occupy Wall Street, they could not define Anonymous. No one person represented it. But this same reasoning could also be used to make the opposite point. If no definition existed for Anonymous, why were millions of people identifying as one of the group? It was still united by a common culture and set of values, fuzzy around the edges, but solid at the core. And what was this solid core that defined it? The same thing it had always been. It was still a group of hikikomori — a group of primarily young males who spent a lot of the time at the computer, so much so they had retreated into virtual worlds of games, T. This was where most or all of their interaction, social or otherwise took place. An early 4chan meme made from a screenshot of 4chan. This, of course, did not describe everyone, but it was the bulk of the bell curve. Sometimes, while meeting virtually to commiserate about the problem, 4chan sought to fix it. The advice was so basic, it was endearing. There were professionals and successful people on the board who used it only for amusement. And there were hackers who did indeed use their knowledge of virtual worlds to effect substantive change in the real one. But the core of the culture remained more or less unchanged. In fact, it was such a big deal for them because, after all their groping for a prank that might become a cause 4chan cared about, they finally hit on one that expressed their strange, unique complaints. The mind tends to discard such things as nonsense. Nonetheless, there was a beginning. In 2014, a jilted lover claimed his ex-girlfriend had been unfaithful to him. He tried to prove to the internet that he was wronged in an embarrassing and incoherent blog post. The target of his post, his ex, happened to be a female game developer. Soon 4chan and other like minded-men who felt wronged by women took up the rallying cry. Strangely enough, they believed this was happening not because video game creators and the video game press were interested in making and reviewing games that dealt with these issues, but because there was a grand conspiracy perpetrated by a few activists to change video games. Again, here we can understand this group as people who have failed at the real world and have checked out of it and into the fantasy worlds of internet forums and video games. These are men without jobs, without prospects, and by extension so they declaimed without girlfriends. Their only recourse, the only place they feel effective, is the safe, perfectly cultivated worlds of the games they enter. By consequence of their defeat, the distant, abstract concept of women in the flesh makes them feel humiliated and rejected. Yet, in the one space they feel they can escape the realities of this, the world of the video game, here to them, it seems women want to assert their presence and power. Yiannopoulos rose to prominence via Gamergate. Likewise the mainstream press sometimes describes him as troll as a way of capturing his vague association with 4chan. This term, too, is inaccurate. He is 4chan at its most earnest, after all these men have finally discovered their issue — the thing that unites them — their failure and powerlessness literally embodied to them by women. Yiannopoulos is depicted as the last on the right in an Instagram image posted by Donald Trump in September of 2016. As an openly gay man, he argues that men no longer need be interested in women, that they can and should walk away from the female sex en masse. For example in a long incoherent set of bullet points on feminism he states: The rise of feminism has fatally coincided with the rise of video games, internet porn, and, sometime in the near future, sex robots. With all these options available, and the growing perils of real-world relationships, men are simply walking away. Here Yiannopoulos has inverted what has actually happened to make his audience feel good. Men who have retreated to video games and internet porn can now characterize their helpless flight as an empowered conscious choice to reject women for something else. In other words, it justifies a lifestyle which in their hearts they previously regarded helplessly as a mark of shame. Gamergate was, quite poetically, defined by the campaigners poor reality-testing. The people carrying it out did not interact with real life all that much, only the virtual escapist worlds of video games, message boards, and anime. What they found instead was my boss patiently explaining to me the best ways to make a video game. One of the cardinal rules was that every action the user takes must have a carefully calibrated system of escalating rewards. Complete a level, get a cut scene. Video games in this sense, are meticulously constructed to make sure the user is entertained at every moment through a challenge-reward system. All that work cracking Skype accounts with wordlists did not yield the tangible reward of evidence of a cabal. The real world behaves differently than a video game. There were shades of grey. What you did and what you got for your efforts were muddled. It was more challenging than the safe spaces of a video game, carefully crafted to accommodate gamers and make them feel — well, the exact opposite of how they felt interacting in the real world — effective. In the fantasy world of the game, actions achieved ends. The job is no better than any of the others, except for one important difference: It ends early enough for Chinaski and another worker, Manny, to race to the track for the last bet of the day. Soon the other workers in the warehouse hear of the scheme and ask Hank to put down their bets, too. At first Hank objects. But Manny has a different idea. They always pick the wrong horse. They have a way of always picking the wrong horse. That is, after all, why those same men handing over their bets work in the factory; they are defined by their bad decisions, by the capacity for always getting a bad deal. Their wages and their bets are both examples of the same thing. Like the factory workers in Factotum, the baby boomers were promised pensions and prosperity, but received instead simply the promises. Here the narrative is simple. The workers were promised something and someone the politicians? Their horse never came in. The real story is not that the promise was never fulfilled. Just like how images of Christmas on Coke bottles and catalogs are forever stuck in the 30s and 40s, so we expect politics to be eternally frozen in the 1950s. That is to say, as a nation still somehow! But what does the American electorate look like if we put down the snapshot? Peel away how we perceive ourselves from what we actually are? How has that image of a 1950s businessman who owns his own home in the suburbs changed after decades of declines in wages, middle classdom, and home ownership? Such an idea — one of utter contemptuous despair — is embodied in one image more than any other, one storied personage who has become a n hero to millions, the voice of a generation. I am speaking, of course, of Pepe the Frog. Trump the Frog was a symbol of hate, it seemed to be yet another freakish oddity in a parade of horribles that was campaign 2016. Much of the attention at the time was focused on the question of:. Journalists, still falling for the same tricks of 2006,. But there was little talk of why Pepe of all things? Was Pepe indeed meaningless? But why was he picked? Viewed through the lens of the people first posting him, Pepe makes nothing but sense. The from which Pepe is excerpted feature him getting caught peeing with his pants pulled all the way down, his ass hanging out. The grotesque, frowning, sleepy eyed, out of shape, swamp dweller, peeing with his pants pulled down because-it-feels-good-man frog is an ideology, one which steers into the skid of its own patheticness. Pepe symbolizes embracing your loserdom, owning it. That is to say, it is what all the millions of forum-goers of 4chan met to commune about. It is, in other words, a value system, one reveling in deplorableness and being pridefully dispossessed. For these young men, voting Trump is not a solution, but a new spiteful prank. We know, by this point, that Trump is funny. Even to us leftists, horrified by his every move, he is hilarious. Someone who is all brash confidence and then outrageously incompetent at everything he does is — from an objective standpoint — comedy gold. Someone who accuses his enemies of the faults he at that very moment is portraying is comedy gold. But, strangely, as the left realized after the election, pointing out Trump was a joke was not helpful. And like Trump, since these men wear their insecurities on their sleeve, they fling these insults in wild rabid bursts at everyone else. Trump the loser, the outsider, the hot mess, the pathetic joke, embodies this duality. Trump represents both the alpha and the beta. He is a successful person who, as the left often notes, is also the exact opposite — a grotesque loser, sensitive and prideful about his outsider status, ready at the drop of a hat to go on the attack, self-obsessed, selfish, abrogating, unquestioning of his own mansplaining and spreading, so insecure he must assault women. In other words, to paraphrase Truman Capote, he is someone with his nose pressed so hard up against the glass he looks ridiculous. And for this reason, because he knows he is substanceless he must constantly re-affirm his own ego. Trump supporters voted for the con-man, the labyrinth with no center, because the labyrinth with no center is how they feel, how they feel the world works around them. In other words, Trump is 4chan. Trump is steering into the skid embodied. Trump is loserdom embraced. Trump is the loser who has won, the pathetic little frog on the big strong body. Trump himself, who inherited his wealth, represents the classic lucky sap. Trump, in other words, is a way of owning and celebrating being taken advantage of. Trump embodies buying the losing bet that will never be placed. He is both despair and cruel arrogant dismissal, the fantasy of winning and the pain of losing mingled into one potion. Support for Trump is an acknowledgement that the promise is empty. In other words, we can append a third category to the two classically understood division of Trump supporters: 1 Generally older people evoked by both Trump and Clinton. And ever since then, I have lived well below the poverty line. Even now, though I work as a professor, this is true. But I had the benefit of an education. Often when I did have a job, I quit, realizing that, in fact, laboring behind the counter in the service economy for minimum wage paid less than sitting at home idle in front of my PC, waiting for a gig in the gig economy, posting and selling comics, or trading virtual items in online games. And I knew, I was on balance, luckier than most. My private school and private college education was the deviation from the norm. My chances were better than the majority of people my age. Yet here I was stone broke. All I owned and still own is my college debt. And instead of despairing over trying and failing, celebrate not-trying? Celebrate retreating into the fantasy worlds of the computer. Steer into the skid — Pepe style. To let their resentment and failures curdle into something solid? Ehrenreich writes about how, in post-war hyper-capitalist 1950s America the baseline America to which both Trump and Hillary harken back a new role was invented for men. This replaced a previous, more conservative ideology in which your earning potential meant you were able to support a wife and children. In other words, their enjoyment of life and sex was decoupled from the ideological demands of capitalism. Anons have achieved neither of these ideological ideals; they are not playboys with bachelor pads or wage earners with families. But it is this gap between ideological expectation and cruel reality which created him. Gamergate was a pained cry, that here too, even unto their escapist fantasies, empowered women, like the mythological furies, were hounding them. The artists themselves are young people on the fringes of the economy who are also immersed in romantic fantasy. The main difference is that the artists have learned different ways to cope with the same problem. By contrasting 4chan with their self-proclaimed enemy, their counter-culture counterparts, we can see that, though demographically they are so similar, the real difference is introduced here — at the thorny of issue of the girlfriend. To the deplorables, whose central complaint is one of masculine frailty, pride, and failure — to deny their identities as men is to deny their complaint. They are a group who define themselves by their powerlessness, by being trapped into defeat. To the left, a complaint stemming from being a man is null space, lying outside the realm of what it will acknowledge as true. It was created to liberate those who are oppressed by the concept of sexual difference by dispelling it as a cloud of pure ideas. Can Pepe be un Nazi-fied? In fact, it exists as a sort of folkloric way of understanding our modern condition, popping up again and again in our myths about escaping such a fate. In the latest re-telling of the anti-fascist fable Star Wars, a hero must invent and build the fascist Death Star in order to destroy it. And indeed, in the previously mentioned Anonymous-inspired T. As and the philosopher after Sanders lost the primaries, left and right are in some sense outdated ideas. The new division in politics is those who favor the current global hegemony and those who are against it. Like the Hollywood heroes, right and left have been competing to become this new radical anti- status quo party. And so far, in both Europe and America, the right has won, implying that, as Arendt predicted, the powerlessness created by bourgeoisie systems of capitalist exploitation might once again implode into far right totalitarianism. An adult does not freeze in mute horror when a child throws a tantrum. Nor do we generally regard such emotional outbursts as meaningless. Likewise, the left should not be paralyzed with horror by the deplorables, but rather view them as a symptom of a larger problem, one which only the left can truly solve. Did you enjoy reading this essay? Bitcoin Donations: 1Mg6oxWSys4QjEvQHDJDpQtZ3TSGJ7C5mC Ethereum Donations: 0x54B48c2fE8C9086E58552B543144B716eA61F145.
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