On the one hand, part of me just wants to say, "Ugh!" to this Matt Yglesias piece, which takes off from Miley Cyrus as a criticism of the recent Ponnuru/Lowry nonsense on American exceptionalism.
On the other hand, this is precisely what I was writing about in my previous post. Even something as droll, contrived, and artificial as a Miley Cyrus song can offer us a glimpse of ourselves if we allow ourselves the freedom to think about it.
Better cultural commentary follows, though . . .
