This is something that’s difficult to explain for people who haven’t experienced this, but try going on a media diet and then come back and try watching the evening news. Granted, increasingly since a year or so ago, watching TV and listening to the radio have become increasingly more difficult for me to tolerate. Ever stand up too quickly and feel disoriented for a few moments? I don’t feel physically dizzy, but about that same level of mental discomfort. It’s like that same tired, confused feeling you get when you stare at snow on a TV screen too long and you try to find patterns but nothing quite makes sense.
You know why? Because it’s the same thing. There is no meaning. Just constant noise explicitly designed to keep your attention and inhibit critical thought.
Yah yah, I know that Dr. Internet says “stuff” about sensitivities like this, but “Dr. Internet” says a lot of “stuff.” Hey, if being “this way” means that I have to wonder why a movie like Spiderman 3 blathers on about the consequences of carelessly hurting people… and then casually ignores the slew of civilian causalities (let alone property damage, for goodness sake) as “irrelevant collateral damage…” whatever. Go ahead and enjoy your stupid simple nerd-hero soap opera you chimps. I even enjoyed it. I’m just saying that every one of those cars, those buildings, those lives belong to people with stories and families and friends of their own. So go ahead, soak up the stories you like and believe whatever you want, if it makes you “feel better.” Ooo ooo ooo!
Thank you Spiderman 3, for yet again, teaching us all that “One death is a tragedy…” But wait! Isn’t there a second part to that quote?
…And it’s all very true, and you know it, or you’re lying. I don’t give a shit about “hypothetical off-screen new yorker guy’s smashed new car and his daughter’s broken arm from falling concrete” or whatever… and neither do you. I just notice these things and you don’t.
What was I writing about again?
Oh right, war coverage.
Check out Russia’s eXile newspaper. A couple War Nerd essays say more about what’s really going on in the world than a season of the Daily Show. Yes, I’m such a snob now-a-days that I can’t even watch the Daily Show anymore. It’s that bad. I used to love that show.
I also like the odd article like this pleasant expose on Afgani culture. Huh, I didn’t know that the Afgans were in contention for the Most Misogynistic Pedo Homoerotic civilization since Sparta (who were, by the way, institutional boy-rapers and woman-haters and ran a martial slave state). Somehow, that little detail slips past the American media as they report all that nice “democracy” we’re spreading. You know, like Sparta did in 300. It’s funny, because “democracy” means “rule of the people,” not “Coca-cola and McDonalds.”
And guess what: the rule of the people in the Middle East means screaming about Allah, good-old tribal slaughter, and maybe even a wife to beat and a boy to rape.
No wait, I just had a sweet idea: instead of spending our money building schools and fixing our aging infrastructure (hint: blackout last year? Katrina?) let’s piss a trillion dollars of borrowed Chinese money to send Americans to stand around in the desert to get shot at!
Yah, a trillion dollars. That’s a million million. Just think about that number the next time your public school district tries to pass a levy or you want to buy a house.
So much for writing a coherent essay.