{"id":79844,"date":"2023-02-07T03:00:55","date_gmt":"2023-02-07T08:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/?p=79844"},"modified":"2023-02-06T13:29:34","modified_gmt":"2023-02-06T18:29:34","slug":"big-sky-fascism-according-to-the-new-york-times","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/2023\/02\/07\/big-sky-fascism-according-to-the-new-york-times\/","title":{"rendered":"Big Sky fascism, according to the New York Times<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"

In The Free Press<\/em>, Walter Kirn<\/a> expresses dismay to discover that he’s been living in a “quasi-fascist” state for 30 years and didn’t even notice until the Grey Lady informed him about it recently:<\/p>\n

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Just a few weeks back, I sat down with my morning coffee, opened up the paper and learned that I now live in a quasi-fascist state. It said so in the paper.<\/p>\n

The paper wasn’t a local publication but one from a couple thousand miles away, the New York Times<\/em>, whose glossy Sunday magazine included a lengthy, illustrated feature with the five-alarm headline How Montana Took a Hard Right Turn Toward Christian Nationalism<\/a>. To illustrate the state’s alleged swerve toward neo-fascist theocratic rule \u2014 a dire development I’d somehow missed \u2014 the story included a scary gothic photo, heavily filtered to bring out its dark tones, of a ghostly white cross on a bare hillside reflected in a passing rearview mirror. It also included, of course, a Yellowstone<\/em> reference and Kevin Costner’s name \u2014 right up top, where the search engines would see them. <\/p>\n

Since moving to small-town Montana from New York City over 30 years ago, I’d lived through at least a couple of cycles of ominous national coverage of my state. Without going into the details, let me assure you that this article was bunk, as exaggerated as the photo.<\/p>\n

But fiction is fact where Montana is concerned, particularly on the country’s coasts, where tales are told about the country’s interior that the country’s interior lacks the clout to counter, much as our guns lack the range to bring down aircraft. Despite our legendary swagger, Montanans are largely helpless against the country’s more powerful forces. The missiles on our prairies aren’t missiles we asked for, just missiles that formidable others wished to plant here. They make us a target, but we don’t control them. <\/p>\n

Do I sound defensive? Perhaps I am.<\/p>\n

I live in a state with zero big-league sports teams, not a single Fortune 500 corporation, and no national media influence to speak of \u2014 unless you count made-up shows about fake ranchers slugging it out in scripted brawls. I’m one of about a million residents, all of whom, no matter their circumstances, are up against the myth-making machines of cities and states of imperial wealth and numbers. And imperial attitudes, dare I say, which emerge in their basic, perennial story about us: those folks from the steppes and mountains are growing restless, including the ones who’ve just moved there to go skiing, who appear to be worse than the ones already living there, who we’ve always found unsettling enough.<\/p>\n

When the spy balloon floated across America, the rest of the country got a taste, perhaps, of Montana’s stoic colonial impotence. For days, we could point, but we weren’t allowed to shoot \u2014 great-power diplomacy prevented it. Americans may think we’re tough, as Montanans may think they’re tough, but it seems that we’re tough in the way that actors in westerns are: only with the permission of the director, only symbolically. Down went the balloon on Saturday to much applause, but the spectacle was pure cinema by then, like a fistfight on Yellowstone<\/em> that draws fake blood.<\/p>\n

But at least we proud Montanans kept our honor. We spied the lurking villain, we called the sheriff, we warned our neighbors, we did what we could do. I suspect we’ll continue in this role, watchful vigilantes of the skies. There’s trouble afoot \u2013 you can feel it everywhere, particularly if you dwell near nuclear missiles, particularly if you live where there’s no cover \u2014 and someone has to stand lookout on the hill.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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