As 2018 drew to a close,
The Washington Post published an arts-and-entertainment piece titled, “To
understand culture in 2018, you must understand Ariana Grande and Pete Davidson.”
Considering that Grande is a Grammy-winning but ultimately forgettable pop
singer and Davidson is another in a decades-long line of ultimately forgettable
Saturday Night Live comedians, the assertion that they are the key to
understanding culture in America today says something significant about our culture,
and it isn’t good.
The WaPo
article argued that Grande and Davidson happened to be linked, albeit
coincidentally, to certain trending topics in 2018, such as the #MeToo movement
and mental health issues. But this is less insightful than the assumption of
the article itself, which is that the state of our culture can be charted by Things
That Happen to Celebrities. Celebrity – a shallow, transitory degree of fame – has
dominated American culture for so long that we now simply conflate the two. Pop
culture is American culture, and has been for over fifty years. For most people
from the Baby Boomer generation on down, what used to be called – without irony
or sarcasm – “high culture” has faded into irrelevance at best and oblivion at
worst.
“A high culture,”
writes philosopher Roger Scruton, “is the self-consciousness of a society. It
contains the works of art, literature, scholarship and philosophy that
establish a shared frame of reference among educated people.” As our
educational system has gradually shifted from transmitting that culture to our youth,
to focusing instead on boosting self-esteem and preaching about tolerance and
diversity, fewer and fewer people share that frame of reference. The memes and ephemeralities
of pop culture have become our shared frame of reference, and the wisdom and
insight of the classics are increasingly lost.
Is this going to
be just another elitist condemnation of “low” culture, you ask? To some extent,
yes. Much of pop culture – not all, but arguably the vast majority – is brainless
vulgarity and dispiriting ugliness, and our humanity is suffering for it. We could
use a bracing dose of elitism.
I am not calling
for a total rejection of pop culture. It is certainly possible to appreciate
both high and low cultures. I was a child of pop culture myself, raised not on
Michelangelo, Mozart, and Milton, but on The Beatles, Batman, and Bewitched.
But I was lucky enough to have been educated and/or educated myself about Western
civilization’s astounding intellectual and artistic heritage before our universities
became full-time indoctrination mills promoting anti-Western multiculturalism
and reducing the entire field of humanities to the Marxist obsession with race and
gender power struggles.