Janteloven, Wobegon And The DFL
By Mitch Berg
In Scandinavian society – including the parts of it that transplanted themselves to Minnesota, the Dakotas and the U.P. – there’s an aggressive modesty about people; they don’t talk much about their accomplishments; they don’t set themselves out from the crowd much; they take some pains to conceal any gains they’ve had.
Scandinavian writers christened this idea Janteloven – “Jante’s Law“. There are really ten parts to Janteloven:
- Don’t think that you are special.
- Don’t think that you are of the same standing as us.
- Don’t think that you are smarter than us.
- Don’t fancy yourself as being better than us.
- Don’t think that you know more than us.
- Don’t think that you are more important than us.
- Don’t think that you are good at anything.
- Don’t laugh at us.
- Don’t think that anyone cares about you.
- Don’t think that you can teach us anything.
It’s really 1 through 4 that you seem in small scandinavian towns around the region. When I was a kid, people that you just knew had made it big – the town’s dentist, real estate agent, whatever – took great pains to live in modest houses and drive the same kinds of cars as everyone else. The ones that didn’t – like one of the car dealers, as memory serves? Well, there was gossip.
Which is why Garrison Keillor’s description of Lake Wobegon – a place where all the men are strong, the women are good looking, and the children are above average – is so subtly hilarious. Of course all of them are strong, good looking and blow the curve up – because to single anyone out, or God forbid for anyone to do it themselves, would unleash a torrent of passive-aggressive retribution. It’s easier just to say everyone is the same.
The side effect, of course, is that all “pride” gets displaced to the community.
Kim Crockett of the Center of the American Experiment (which I traditionally abbreviate as “CAX”, but Kim reminds me they prefer “CAE”, which I think is a huge mistake, but whatever) writes (and I’ll add emphasis):
Though we find it more than counterintuitive, there is a serious conversation out there that taxes and regulations do not matter — or that Minnesota does not spend enough on education and health care. I call it the “Lake Wobegon” argument; we are so special that people will keep paying more just to be here.
I’m not sure if anyone at the DFL, with all its Chicago-y ways, ever sat down and said “let’s exploit this state’s dominant culture’s passive-aggressive communitarianism to basically browbeat and shame people into thinking “the community” is always worth whatever it demands”…
…but if they didn’t, I’m not sure what’d be different if they had.
Kim echoes something I say myself:
I think there is something to that—that Minnesota is a special place and that we have more to offer than the average state but we’ve stretched that argument past the breaking point.
I like Minnesota. Two of my grandparents were born here (Park Rapids and Middle River). I’ve lived more than half my life here. Saint Paul is a wonderful place, in a lot of ways.
But…
We demonstrated that the state spends much more on K-12 education, health care and higher education than its peer states in our report “Minnesota Spending 101: Smart Budgeting for an Era of Limits” . This will be accelerated, of course, as we feel the full effects of an Obamacare exchange and expanded Medicare spending—not to mention the massive tax hikes and spending increases headed for the governor’s desk.
…the state is acting like an alcoholic relative; demanding that you cave in to its demands or maybe you never really loved it at all.
And yes, I know, I’m switching pathologies, from peer pressure to addiction.
But they both apply, really; the DFL is like a pushy alcoholic brother in law from Joliet who pushes your scandihoovian buttons to get you to cave in.
“Don’t you love our schools anymore? Or are you more important than the kids are?”
“It’s a beautiful state. Do you think your retirement is worth more than our state parks?”
“We’ve always been progressive, bitch. Don’t get uppity”.
Addiction? Janteloven? It gets hard to keep abusive codependent pathologies straight, after a while.





May 2nd, 2013 at 11:07 am
11. Don’t tread on me.
May 2nd, 2013 at 11:08 am
12. Tread on me and then I apologize.
May 2nd, 2013 at 11:09 am
Then I have second thoughts and decide 11 made sense.
May 2nd, 2013 at 4:47 pm
My later-in-life educational adventure (and related activities) have kept me in close involvement with many mid-to late-20 somethings. From this I suggest that the concept of Janteloven may be on its way to obsolescence. In particular, parts 1,5,7,8,9,10.
Our kennel-raised, high self-esteem, pet offspring have been brought up to believe that they are special, that whatever they do is great, and most anything they do, think, or say is beyond reproach. I’m referring to our homegrown kids, too. Not just those recent arrivals.
Interestingly (at least to me), Mr. Keillor, the true, real life “Garrison,” not the fictitious Wobegonian “Garry,” seems to be a pioneer in what I suggest Minnesota youth is turning into; non-Janteloven, perpetually above average, bachelor farmers. Humble opinions …
May 3rd, 2013 at 3:02 pm
I can see how the whole Scandahoovian Janteloven thing became societally embedded in our state/region’s (MN, IA, WI, UP) mindset. How then, do you explain NoDak and SoDak and their radically different mindset? Easy, the cowboys and their horses won the tug of war with our farmers and their cows.
Funny how all 10 of those rules are exactly what an elitist/collectivist ruling class would need to keep repeating to keep the masses oppressed. So much for Scandahoovian passive-aggressiveness.