"Because you like
nice things" is a wonderful advertising slogan, a real classic. I think
this phrase from a local television commercial should be trumpeted
throughout the country. It could be applied to everything from automobiles
and houses to schools and supermarkets. "Harvard School of Business
Administration-because you like nice things." "Illinois Power Ball -
because you like nice things." It could be a marketing bonanza if captured
in a universally recognized trademark, such as the McDonald's arches or
Coke's waves.
Such an icon would
make a useful reminder, too, of the rewards of success and what the true
use of money is, like Ben Franklin's adage counseling thrift: "If you
would know the value of money, go and try to borrow some, for he who goes
a-borrowing goes a-sorrowing." Just as the golden arches appeal to our
appetite, an instant symbol of wealth and the "good life" could appeal to
our sense of national purpose, especially in the wake of socialism, as the
last refuge where anyone can get rich. America has always meant the great
El Dorado, the main chance, the mother lode.
But maybe we
already have this trademark in televised celebrities. Wealth goes hand in
hand with TV fame, and the media ceremoniously extol these wealthy
celebrities as heroes to emulate. "Our aristocrats" obviously must live
royally, as fame itself is not considered reward enough. In the conversion
of fame to gold, celebrities are so closely associated with certain
products as to be marketed like aftershave or motor oil.
Mass marketing has
made them household names, symbols of the American dream come true,
constant reminders of the reason for America. No one seems to be
complaining that $10 million for starring in a movie is too much, despite
trouble in the economy, such as corporate down-sizing, the loss of
high-paying manufacturing jobs and the creation of low-paying
service-sector jobs (facts that date from the early 80s, if not
earlier).
Lucrative
endorsement deals are actually part of the entertainment, to be accepted
amiably and cheerfully, despite justified criticism of a "Wheaties
reunion" that crowds out genuine news. Whether as movie star, comedian,
musician, quarterback or novelist, the celebrity seems to justify his
wealth--on the rare occasion that justification is called for - with the
entertainment ethic. Actors and athletes are generically known as
entertainers. They have "entertained millions," and have millions of fans.
Their faces are recognizable worldwide.
Some commentators
even boldly proclaim that celebrity worship is democracy's aristocracy, as
it were, just like the royal family in Britain or Monaco, and will always
be with us, or is somehow socially necessary. The entertainment ethic,
though such popular notions do not run deep on theory, seems to say that
celebrities are very productive, earn extraordinary salaries commensurate
with their extraordinary creation of economic activity, such as
movie-going, tuning in to broadcasts, concert-going, purchase of the
heroes' memorabilia, and so forth. They haul in every extra million
dollars possible through continual spastic agitation of all four limbs.
But celebrities
are only the most superficial aspect of American royalty. While the media
dote on them--using hard-news space for corporate advertisement more and
more--other stories of riches and "success" are neglected. The leisure
classes, the idle rich, inherits lightly taxed trust-fund fortunes and
never work a day in their life. As political scientist Michael Parenti
pointed out, some members of corporate boards vote themselves huge
incomes!
Highly paid
physicians incorporate themselves to avoid taxes -- a privilege not
available to the ordinary worker. While a labor strike by
multi-millionaire professional athletes will make headlines, the work
stoppage, as it were, of the leisure class is not "news." And the New York
Stock Exchange has always been a den of thieves, money - hungry vultures
guilty of insider-trading and selling stock short, just to name a little
of their "entrepreneurial" tomfoolery.
And the
circularity of the entertainer-ethic argument cannot be denied. He is very
well paid because he is a famed entertainer known to millions. Sometimes a
celebrity arises - though not for very long - as one known for being
famous, for being an entertainer without the usual artistic or athletic
basis, or an entertainer whose initial achievement is dwarfed by his
celebrity success per se, and this type of celebrity is well paid also.
His fame justifies his wealth, just as his wealth comes to justify his
fame.
But it is not hard
to be sarcastic. In the larger picture, taking away the cultural
rose-colored glasses, celebrities can be criticized as greedy and
opportunistic precisely because, as the commercial says, "you like nice
things." By which is meant - if anyone needs hard evidence -- mansions,
palaces, Mercedes, worldly travel, servants to do your work for you,
membership in exclusive clubs, winding private drives, gate houses,
emancipation from labor. Given the obvious universal appeal of luxury,
what is the point of the phrase? Is there anyone who doesn't like nice
things?
Is there anyone
who doesn't wish to be wealthy? History and all experience - besides
bearing not a single memorable instance of a wealthy, powerful family
giving everything they have to the poor and following the Lord's servants
and ministers - teach us that when they have money, when they are
"loaded," they will indeed live well and buy nice things, will lead the
good life. An aristocracy of celebrities, though it is tiny, is an anomaly
in a country afraid to admit to classes, or to use "upper-class" instead
of the term "up-scale." The "underprivileged" - that is, the unsuccessful
- can only dream of the good life enjoyed by this aristocracy, but that
was never the meaning of the American dream in the first place.