One more fucking post about Rolling Stone and the Boston Bomber

If you partake in almost any media these days, you've seen it, so I don't really need to repost Dzhokhar Tsarnaev on the cover of Rolling Stone.  I've had a pretty "I don't care" attitude about it and have ignored most of the controversy (except to hit 'like' on the Facebook post of a friend who also didn't care).

Then, someone wrote a well thought out essay about just why the cover of Rolling Stone is about musical achievement--more thought out than the sound bites the news has been blasting, and deserving of more than "Whatever.  Shut up."  I'd known already (as anyone who spends as much time on the internet and watching TV as I do knows) that Charles Manson was once on the cover.  After a quick Google search, I replied to that essay with:

One recent cover was a photo of Snooki riding a rocket a la Dr. Strangelove.  It [past covers] has included pictures of writers, athletes, presidents, victims of tragedies, fictional characters, Charles Manson, and somebody's lesbian ex-girlfriend.  Their problem is that they *mean* to be a magazine about American culture, but with their high emphasis on musicians they're *perceived* as a magazine about music.

I could have left it there, but something about this story makes me want to be one of those people that I hate. I hate, hate, hate it when you're discussing an issue and someone says, "Why are we talking about this when the economy isn't fixed?"  Well, because, asshole, nothing will be added to the work force by everyone everywhere walking around muttering "recession"  "shrinking middle class" "fucking banks!" like we've been struck with mass Tourette's Syndrome.  We can think about social justice, healing the political rift in our country, and talking our government to task about children in far off lands being destroyed by "out" drone strikes and still give a damn about the economy.

We can talk about the cover of Rolling Stone and....

Well, maybe not.

The two big criticisms about the cover are: 1) Rolling Stone celebrates musical heroes, so having Tsarnaev on the cover (looking all young and cool) is glamorizing a terrorist and 2) Rolling Stone is re-traumatizing the people of Boston for money.

...There's a part of me that I squash each time I see the Rolling Stone cover-the same part of me I've squashed since the first non-grainy picture of the younger Boston Bomber hit the air all those months ago.  It's the part that recognizes the uncomfortable truth: He's kinda cute.  Other than using the bloody pictures of the teen posted by the bitter state police sergeant in response to the cover, there's not much the magazine could do to change that reaction.  Tsarnaev's pics show him as either young and almost cherubic or young and sort of sultry.  It's just his face.  And in the context of the magazine, that's sort of important as the caption reads: The Bomber  How a Popular, Promising Student Was Failed by His Family, Fell Into Radical Islam and Became a Monster.

We all want to know how that happened.  Just as humans, we've long had a problem reconciling how the evil stranger almost never looks like a bad guy twirling his mustache as he peers out of the shadows with beady, rat-like eyes. And this bad guy is a little too Soviet to be all-American, but he and his late brother are/were half Chechen and half Caucasian Avar--the people all other white people are named after.  He was a kid when the family moved to America and he was a citizen by the time of the bombing.  Everything the news has force-fed me about this guy suggests he was pretty fucking normal, but normal people don't blow up innocent people in their adopted home.  If RS has investigated and has those answers, putting the bomber on the cover is a hell of a lot more important than, say, the story of how Robin Thicke is pretty fly for a white guy (one of the other cover blurbs).

Nothing gives me the right to speak for all Bostonians, much less for those directly harmed by the bombings. Yet, I imagine that those directly harmed feel a prick each time the bomber's face or name comes up. There's a ton of real news that puts his picture out there, but this story has artificially inflated that.  Because of the attention on this cover, no hour of local TV is safe, nor is any amount of time of social media.  The anger is creating the problem it's supposed to be against.

And all this time spent reading, writing, and angsting about the RS cover really IS taking away from actually important things.