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Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Move Over Scientology, Here Comes Beckopolis!

By Nathan Rothwell

Apparently Glenn Beck wants to start a cult town.

Now, before we get too worked up over this, odds are that this plan will never come to fruition. Beck’s schemes are usually never fully realized, due to a combination of mismanaged execution and his own hubris. Remember the “Restoring Honor” rally, where Beck had originally hoped that as many as 300,000 people would crowd the National Mall to hear his 100-year plan to save America? As it turned out, only about a third of that projection actually attended. And the great “transformation” Beck hyped for months turned out to be nothing more than a proclamation of his love for the Mormon Jeebus.

So there’s an excellent chance that Beck’s proposed city/theme park hybrid (entitled “Independence, USA”) never actually materializes. Or if it does, the amount of attendance it actually gets will make Euro Disney look like a huge success by comparison. All things being considered, outrage doesn’t seem warranted. But that doesn’t mean we can’t take a look at the pre-hype hoopla and make lots and lots of fun of it.

GETTING IN:

The front entrance “is based on Ellis Island,” Beck explains. “Everybody that would come through would come through the front gate… through Ellis Island. And the reason why we put Ellis Island there is because that’s how most of us, or our families came through.”

TRANSLATION:

“We’re pre-screening you bastards before any one of you gets into my dreamtown! And you can’t bring any stuff with you, either!” You’ve got to hand it to Beck here, with his use of descriptive language to transform the hallmarks of joining a cult (appeasing Dear Leader, giving up worldly possessions) into reliving an episode of American history.

Actually, I take that back. Many think of Emma Lazarus’ “huddled masses yearning to breathe free” when picturing Ellis Island, which conveniently omits the ugly parts. Like the part where quotas on certain ethnic groups were enforced, or the part where officials could change your last name if it was too hard to pronounce, or just sounded too foreign-y.  Nothing enhances the theme park experience like making people stand in line to make sure they share in Beck’s delusions of grandeur / aren’t Muslim!

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