
The World Cup is latently reactionary, as is any international sporting event in which national teams face off against one another.
It presents us with a spectacle of difference. Not the difference of individual autonomy—self-determining into oblivion through a myriad of consumer choices, even unto the invention of new ‘genders’—but rather of national difference.
Of course, spectator sport can function as an opiate, sublimating and siphoning off certain energies. Perhaps the patriotic verve it mobilizes would otherwise manifest politically as a reaction against globalist monoculture.
Morocco lose to France in #WorldCup. Streets of Paris erupt with 'peaceful' riots.
France gave shelter to most of these ingrates when they had to flee their own hate-torn homelands. The irony. pic.twitter.com/hqqOgitMoG— Abhijit Majumder (@abhijitmajumder) December 15, 2022







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