What’s strange to me about America is that if you watch or read crime fiction, it almost always agrees with the Foucaldian analysis. That the police exist to pr

What’s strange to me about America is that if you watch or read crime fiction, it almost always agrees with the Foucaldian analysis. That the police exist to protect the wealthy and that the wealthy themselves are behind most criminal enterprises is beyond a cliche in this genre. But at the same time, if you ask the average “middle class” homeowner (probably the primary consumer of this genre) about their perception of police or something like BLM, they’ll respond with the most naive platitudes and defenses. I understand that identification with and defense of the ruling class is central to contemporary American culture, but I find this constant, screeching dissonance quite fascinating.