There is a critical difference between the nascent formation of a faceless cause that requires momentum to build and resurgent, revanchist patriotism in the face of contraction. The suit, the contrived confidence, and the impending fall all indicate we are in that late stage contraction, where nationalism is an angry and reactive mechanism to a changing and more multicultural world.
Ascending civilizations and ideas move with a quiet confidence. They don't dress up fancy and clutch their flag with quite the same longing; they struggle, they push against impending forces, and they talk less than they act. A person that is confident in their nation does not need to walk around complaining about immigrants, wave a flag around wildly, or claim that their skin color makes them one-of-a-kind.
These are desperate qualifications made for a contracting state and power demographic; the lizard's frills go up when it is scared and intimidated.
Banksy didn’t just blind the man with the flag. He gave him the confidence to stride anyway.
This isn’t the usual 'patriotism makes you stupid' jab everyone keeps repeating.
Look at the suit, the plinth, the imperial corridor of Waterloo Place... this is the modern power suit, the bureaucrat, CEO, politician, stepping off the very pedestal society built for him.
The flag doesn’t slow him.
It gives him momentum he never questions.
Banksy’s point is quieter: we don’t fall because we’re blind. We fall because we’ve convinced ourselves the flag is our eyes.
Every empire, every movement, every 'greater cause' started exactly like this with faceless momentum.
The sculpture isn’t mocking the marcher. It’s mourning the moment he mistook the wind for wisdom.