Lest you think I’ve gone mad with all this talk of the penis/phallus, castration anxiety, fetishism, infantile development, and failed sight gags with piles of notecards, rest assured that psychoanalytic theory is alive and well and animates some of the most vivid cultural criticism in academic as well as semi- and nonacademic circles. This piece from Avidly, a fantastic blog hosted by the (also superb) LA Review of Books, notes the omnipresence of hypermasculine sexual bragging in the age of Trump and examines what author Brian Connolly calls the confusion of the penis with the phallus within that discourse. He reads this dynamic, not through Trump, but through the DJ Khaled-produced hiphop ensemble hit, “I’m the One,” and leverages this track into a much broader argument about masculine fascination with asserting one’s self as a unity (cf. Lacan on the mirror stage) that is impossible, and with the “melancholy” that creeps in as the quest to be self-present, perfectly potent, alone on the top, fails.
It’s a fantastic, fun riff that will teach you a lot about psychoanalysis, point in a lot of theoretical directions we won’t have time to explore together, and provide food for thought about the deep currents of our current political discourse, which often washes over us in a very forgettable and ungraspable way.