You may think I’m slow on the uptake when I say this. And maybe I am. But I recently came to the realization that products or lifestyles that are vigorously marketed and promoted are bad for you. You can count on it. Noisy flashy marketing equals bad. There’s no need to buy media campaigns for fresh air, clean water and sunshine. We all know these are good for us.
I’ve wondered where guidance toward a healthy and meaningful life is to come from these days. I’ve searched for trustworthy leadership and practical guides for living. With families scattered and the cultural shift from stable multi-generational communities to shifting peer groups, there’s nothing out there in the way of leadership or guidance. Instead, we’re given profit-driven marketing and behavioral training in the guise of education, news and entertainment.
If you’re well-tied to the web through electronic communication devices, you may already be on top of this situation. In an attempt to dodge the main blast of American culture, I turned off broadcast media ten years ago. My mobile phone is only a phone.
But the media-dictated script for the “American Dream” is woven into me and my life. I spent the first 45 years of my existence media-saturated. Even without the last ten years of broadcast media, I’m immersed in the Dream. Everyone around me races after the Dream. The Dream leaks in.
When I was trapped and running as fast as I could on the American Dream hamster-wheel of debt till death, I didn’t have the time to pause and look beneath at the hidden gears. And the gruesome underbelly of the American Dream nightmare isn’t portrayed openly through our for-profit corporate-owned media channels.
Now that I’ve stopped running after the Dream, I have time to look more closely at what’s being sold to us. Everything, from cheap Chinese goods to the vehicles and fuels upon which our American Dream depends, is built from horrifying realities.
It hasn’t paid me to scuff below the surface shine on the American dream. Whenever I look behind the veil of marketing at the real costs to myself, other living beings and the planet, I’m less able to participate in the race for the Dream.
Perhaps it’s better not to look. Maybe I should find a job, buy a new car and borrow a fresh mortgage. I’m told that interest rates are at a historical low. Now would be a good time to tie on fresh shackles of debt. There are plenty of foreclosed properties out there.
But I’ve been burnt too many times already by well-marketed ideas. I was trapped for decades by “good” debt for education and real estate. I was sold on pharmaceutical breakthroughs, insurance protection schemes and automobiles.
We’re sold a constantly shifting “American Dream” by immortal and amoral private profit corporations. These companies control the majority of financial wealth on the planet. In this post-industrial money-based society, he who controls the money, controls everything. The corporate “he” behind the American Dream machine will outlive all of us without radical changes in the laws with which we granted him immortality and human rights.
The only trustworthy guidance I’ve found so far comes from a quiet place inside me. And I can only hear this when I turn off the media noise, stop running after the Dream and wake up.
Don’t go back to sleep.
Thanks for reading, thinking and writing.
Alice de Saavedra Keys MD
Mad in America hosts blogs by a diverse group of writers. These posts are designed to serve as a public forum for a discussion—broadly speaking—of psychiatry and its treatments. The opinions expressed are the writers’ own.
I’m not frightened by people with money.
I’m frightened by people with power.
IMO, power is the world’s most frightening *delusion*.
Thanks for reading and commenting on my post.
The longer I’m away from my work as a psychiatrist, the more I see that the problems we’ve encountered in medicine and psychiatry is part of a larger matrix.
Money is the source of power these days.
All the best.
I always enjoy reading your posts.
Thank you for your contributions to MIA.
Glad to see you here.
It’s amazing what some docs will do for an ounce of gold. –
Thirty pieces of silver?
Seriously? “Speed diagnosis?” How can this be a good thing? Yikes. Like the wild west marshal being fast on the draw? Cowboy medicine. Cowboy psychiatry. Fastest diagnosis and prescription pad in the west.
Thanks for pointing to this.
This non-drug using/prescribing Texas ‘cowboy’ wouldn’t kid you…. oops, the word’s out.
You’re a funny guy..er…cowboy.;-)
Western society creates structures that cause and exacerbate human distress. Pharm and mental health services collude to profit from that distress….so it goes on…
I’m afraid you’ve got it pegged. Sigh.
I turned off the TV, but I still can’t tell whether I’m awake. The popcorn says it’s Orville someone or other, the oatmeal has something to do with Quakers; and the pineapples have labels on them that come from some prior presidential candidate!
Thanks for stopping by. Advertising is everywhere. Next they’ll have it printed on the inside of our eyelids. Oops. Don’t want to give any new ideas.;-)
I still haven’t seen any ads projected on the moon; I’ll go check my eyelids…
All I see is bright red when I stare at the sun with my eyes closed. I think we’re in the clear there so far.;-)
PS Thanks for your support of my writing.
Thanks for this. I got rid of the TV ages ago. It hurts my brain so. I occassionally watch stuff by the webb or listen to the radio. Do you know Max Keiser and Stacy Hurbert by the way? Their brand of renagade economics that tells it like it is and demonstrtaes that modernity and liberal capiltalism has spun wicked, pointless webb of lies and misery. They are funny too. Here’s a link to the keiser report on you tube.
I also recommend the ‘truth about markets’ a weekly radio show on resonance fm which can be found on line or downloaded as a podcast. It’s the only thing that makes any sense of the madness of post modernity.
Thanks for reading and commenting here. I feel less along when I find that others have similar concerns as I. I appreciate your support of my writing.
Alice– I have just found you, and very glad. You write, about childhood: “I lay high in the swaying arms of my favorite tree and watched the leaves play. If I were very still and quiet, I could hear everything speak. Trees murmur and sigh. Golden light makes soul music on skin.” At age 63, recently I have discovered that I can return to some of that childhood magic by making a regular practice of “dropping” my regular weekday “human doing” routine each Saturday morning, and focusing consciously on “human being” living. In my backyard, the early morning sun is still magical, and I am making friends with the birds who sweep overhead in flocks or perch and sing in nearby branches. Magical living as a human “being” seems to be as close as remembering to take time for it. Thank you for your good work. –Rob
PS I found the way to “subscribe” to be notified of comments on this particular posting by email. Are you aware of a way on the MIA site to be notified by email each time you post a new article? I would value that “ping” in my email box. Next best: An email anytime any MIA author posts.