Saturday, August 30, 2014

The Man Behind the Curtain

One of the more iconic scenes in the 1939 movie The Wizard of Oz is that of the Wizard refusing Dorothy and her friends an audience, until Toto pulls back the curtain, and Dorothy discovers the sham; this man is not the great and powerful Oz after all, but a simple conman from Nebraska.  “Pay no attention”, he utters in desperation, “to that man behind the curtain.”  The fire, the smoke, and the bellowing, disembodied voice are all for show.  Alas, the jig is up, and the Wizard is exposed for the mere mortal he is.

We see that same sham on a daily basis.  Those supermodels in our favorite magazines are air-brushed, the products we buy are no longer “new and improved”, but have become “revolutionary”, and those we naively elect to represent us are lackeys for the ultra-wealthy.  Ours is a society where image and perception have trumped substance and reality.

Take the average corporate mission statement; a hodgepodge of pithy corporate-speak which bears no resemblance to the actual corporate “culture” which exists.  Our typical election offers the voter a “choice” between what I like to call the man wearing the blue tie with a red stripe and the man wearing the red tie with a blue stripe.  They are simply two sides of the same coin, and the notion that there is a choice is therefore a ruse.

The German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche is credited with the saying: “There are no facts, only interpretations”, and I tend to agree. One could substitute the word “perception” for “interpretations”, and the phrase would still hold true.  It’s all window dressing; it’s sleight of hand.

We are free to see the world and its machinations as we see fit, and to those who prefer to view it through rose-colored glasses, I wish you peace and serenity; you have made your choice.  To those who would label me jaded and cynical, I offer no argument.  But to those who’ve not yet made up their mind: Pull back the curtain, punch through the façade, scratch the surface and examine what’s beneath.  It’s not what you think.