Marshmallow propaganda

Ahh, yes. Here we have an innocuous, family-friendly image: a marshmallow being chased by the chocolate and graham cracker cohorts of a s’more.

Run, little marshmallow, run!

When viewed with a critical eye and some knowledge of race relations and propaganda, however, we instead see the story of Birth of a Nation. Intent on harm, an angry, destructive, dark-hued chocolate bar chases innocent little “whitey,” while the “cracker”--complete with poor dental hygiene and an ignorant look--trails behind. The whitest are victims, the darker-skinned are villains, and the poor trashy “cracker” dimly but enthusiastically perpetuates any injustice it can find.

Quite an image. Now the biggest beneficiaries of the white privilege system can relax in our toasty-warm ivory towers, having vilified ‘non-whites’ and blamed it on the ignorant, gap-toothed cracker. Both ‘others’ are cast as dangerous creatures.

And the torches! Torch=Fire=Power. As if the only demographic without the power is the lily-white puff. Well, shine a magnifying glass on this tableau and, trust me, you’ll find traces of us puffy white bastards everywhere. We act a good game, but our shit sticks to everything.

This is seriously what I see when I look at this image.