So I just managed to catch the first episode of Sacha Baron Cohen’s “Who Is America?” (2018), and it was predictably jaw-dropping. (I recently ran a couple of clips here at the blog that Showtime had released concurrently with the show’s July 15th premiere.) I’d rate the first episode a perfect 10 for being both hilarious and an absolutely biting half hour of … prank comedy? Subversive documentary? Performance art? I think any of those labels might apply in varying degrees, depending on how you view Cohen’s work. It’s wacky stuff.
I opine that Cohen is a creative genius. We can all debate the ethics of the imposter interviews that are his trademark (and there were a couple of moments during 2006’s “Borat” that made even me squirm). But nobody can deny that the man is exceptionally good at what he does. And I don’t think that his success derives from the false personas he adopts when sitting down with political figures. (There are several new ones that he’s created for the show.) They are funny by themselves, but not hilarious, and countless comedians can perform a character. (One of Cohen’s creations, the “Finnish Youtuber,” even reminds me a little of Dana Carvey.)
Cohen has something more. If I had to guess, I’d say that it’s a skill set that matches closely with that of any standard con-artist, allowing him to gain his interviewees’ trust to an extreme degree. I’m willing to bet that he works hard at building rapport with his subjects long before the cameras start rolling, and that the feckless nature of his false identities further puts them at ease.
Anyway, Episode 1 features interviews with Bernie Sanders and Trent Lott. A clip from the Sanders segment is below. He acquits himself far better than other participants, although I also think Cohen went far easier on him. (There isn’t actually a joke at Sanders’ expense; it’s really just Cohen’s character clowning.) The humiliating interview with disgraced Sheriff Joe Arpaio doesn’t appear until Episode 4, but I just had to include it here.
This is utterly bizarre, utterly funny stuff. I highly recommend it.
“Adventure,” by W. H. Auden (Part XVII of “The Quest”)
Others had found it prudent to withdraw
Before official pressure was applied,
Embittered robbers outlawed by the Law,
Lepers in terror of the terrified.
But no one else accused these of a crime;
They did not look ill: old friends, overcome,
Stared as they rolled away from talk and time
Like marbles out into the blank and dumb.
The crowd clung all the closer to convention,
Sunshine and horses, for the sane know why
The even numbers should ignore the odd:
The Nameless is what no free people mention;
Successful men know better than to try
To see the face of their Absconded God.
Here are three things you can do to show that support.
You can state that you oppose the president’s repeated statements that those news agencies he determines are “fake news” are not “the enemy of the American people.”
You can condemn threats of violence against news reporters.
And you can state your support for unfettered access to White House press briefings for all credentialed reporters, whether they are considered to be right-leaning (like Fox) or left-leaning (like CNN).
And you can share your stance with other Americans. In the Information Age (or Disinformation Age, depending on how you view it), your voice will reach farther than ever.
It wasn’t too long ago that I read Facebook comments from a Donald Trump supporter stating that news reporters (along with members of the Democratic National Committee) should be executed for treason.
No, I am not claiming that this individual is representative of all Trump supporters. But he certainly wasn’t contradicted by any of his peers that day, including those who (to me) seemed more reasonable. And this person isn’t alone in his desire to see people dead.
Calling news reporters an “enemy of the American people” is stupid and dangerous. It is a variation of “kill the messenger” that might also kill our key constitutional freedoms — along with some innocent people holding cameras and microphones.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 