Last year she was all the rage, the self-righteous fuming Karen.
“Karen” has become social-media shorthand meaning a middle-aged white woman — potentially with an asymmetric haircut a la Kate Gosselin, circa 2009 — who makes a big fuss, and is not-so-blissfully ignorant.
We know Karen. She’s self-righteous, 30-something, hyper-sensible in a bland middle-class manner; enforcer of the mundane.
I caught a video from the anonymous belly of the internet and it made me think of another archetype: Lisbeth.
Similar to Karen in her ostentatious do-goody-ism, Lisbeth is a powerful social marauder who acts as if she lives in a movie. Lisbeth tends to be younger and dons the pretensions of “edgy.” Tattooed sleeves, ill-dyed hair, consternation affect, deferral to expletives as an inner source of power, and a raging liberal solipsism utterly lacking in irony.
And here is Lisbeth in action.
Lisbeth is overly assured of her physical dominance. She possesses a baffling willingness to kick everyone’s ass (only if called upon to do so) and considers it her duty and mission to level the patriarchal playing field in the most dramatic display possible.
And she has no problem censoring images and anecdotes which directly rebut her social justice narrative.
The “turn that camera off” ploy of tyrants and extreme wannabee’s.