One of the best / worst moves the nazis ever pulled was recruiting a skilled fashion designer to the cause. Hugo Boss towers over the history of the world as the unholy shithead that made nazis look cool. I’m not going to pretend he didn’t, as much as the aesthetic is extremely disgusting to me from when I stand. You can find stories about how this obsession with form over function resulted in bad clothing causing problems in combat, but that’s a quibble by now. Even if nonfunctional buttons or unnecessary straps cost a nazi his life once upon a time, the look continues to give the worst people in the world erections. So mission accomplished.
Aside from that one thing that one time tho? There is literally nothing cool about fascism. The ideology is ironically the mentality of the incredibly weak and foolish. I say ironically because it poses as the mentality of the inherently mas inteligente and musclebound. Fucking absurd. Who wants to kneel before some almighty lump of decaying flesh in an expensive suit? Who needs to be told their place like a good little submissive? Who believes that tyranny is better for society than distribution of authority to those who should reasonably hold it, like experts in their fields? Who thinks a con artist is better qualified to make decisions about medicine than a doctor, a bully is better qualified to make decisions about human rights than mental health professionals and ethicists and sociologists and the people whose rights are threatened?
That’s just the philosophy. This article is about the superficial. I’m talking about coolness. You know the ’80s cool guy with the sunglasses? The lady with all the bangles and the big hair and neon legwarmers? The deadpan standup comedian with self-effacing charm, cutting down the powerful with the scythe of wit? The hip kids on the corner always pushing the edge of what people think is acceptable to wear, making the world a more interesting looking place? The people who invented the zoot suit? Flappers? Bobbysoxers? Rock and rollers? None of these things can come of a fascist mindset.
There are some people who were legitimately cool, such as cool is, that had flirtations with fascism. David Bowie famously made that mistake while strung out on cocaine in the ’80s and I imagine got his shit right well before he died. The artist Romaine Brooks let classism lead her into sympathy for fascists, according to some sources. These were not shining moments in their lives that anybody looks to with affection, and of course, not moments that had anything to do with why they were ultimately regarded as cool, on the balance of their respective lives.
Fascists steal coolness from other people. An mp3 that did the rounds back in the file-sharing days was a nazi propagandist antisemitic cover of “Making Whoopee.” You ever want to hear a nazi jazz band? I can’t imagine their originals were worth a shit either. There was a pathetic moment in electronic music when neo-nazis tried to make “fashwave” a thing. They tried to claim artists who despise them as being part of their shit, and sometimes just literally stole somebody else’s song and spliced in naziness.
A lot of cool comes from black folks. And who is the most fascist black man making music today? Ye? That guy is about as cool as a rusty cybertruck. That guy is about as cool as a crumpled paper bag full of shit and dead animals. That guy hasn’t made a song worth a dime in a long-ass time. Record sales to college republicans don’t count.
I remember when one of the Penny Arcade dudes was being a transphobe and got called out by the Diesel Sweeties guy who said something to the effect of, “hating trans people doesn’t make him cool; it makes him Rush Limbaugh with tattoos.” Dressing hip while expressing the values of a megachurch is some youth pastor shit. It’s coolness drag.
And let’s check out the coolness of fascism’s big boys and monkey boys of the moment, shall we? Tfxnp. Mxyk. Ben Shapiro. Charlie Kirk. Marjorie Tailor Greene. Tucker Carlson. Candace Owens. Are you starting to notice a pattern? These are the people the ’80s cool guy would have been embarrassing with his hijinks and breezy charm. These are the people who would be tearing down the community center in Breakin’ III: Electric Boogalee, until those awesome kids raised a bunch of money with breakdancing powers and heart.
And yet they think they are cool. Look at the way they swan around in their piles of ill-gotten loot. It’s absurd on its face. I can’t even with that shit. I know I’m not the coolest bitch myself, and I definitely know coolness isn’t the most admirable quality a human can possess or any kind of basis for making important decisions in life, but I’m claiming rank as an arbiter of cool here. I deserve it more than they do. Hell, I could dress in garbage and shit myself on the bus and be cooler than any one of those clowns.
My husband reminds me that a few years ago there was a book claiming that conservative was the new punk, that they were taking cool back from the radical left or whatever. Now it’s cool to own property and go to church, they said. I couldn’t find it on a cursory google search, which is more effort than that crackpot idea deserved.
I don’t have a point. Shit’s just got me a little cranky. That makes me a “hater” and therefore inherently less cool than a “player,” right? There are more criteria than that. On the balance, any cool points they get for being players are utterly hosed by anything else about their entire lives.
Get ’em off the stage.
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I was surprised the crows, which are not shy about mobbing much larger hawks and eagles, gave this little beast a very wide berth. Maybe they saw the death blow and it was scary to behold. I know I’d be freaked out to see a bird dive bombed out of the sky and ripped to pieces alive while still stunned. Lucky me, I did not have to watch that happen. I’m confident the victim was taken on the wing tho, because eurasian collared doves pretty much never land in my yard, flying high above it.