Unbelievably, this is the first blog I’ve written with a hangover. As such, I feel rather like a scientist, probing ever deeper to find what most students long for more than anything else – a hangover cure. We shall see how well I manage this task come the end of this entry into my ramblings…
But what to write about this time around? I saw, about two entries into blogging, that this could become a common issue to this hobby of mine which I sincerely want to stick to. To resolve this, I downloaded the Evernote software and decided to note down anything I thought I could make something of in this blog. Looking over it however, I found that I was no longer really passionate about these. I’ve kept them though. There’s a definite chance that I will one day become intoxicated with rage regarding these things and find some use in venting to the unknown who read this page.
One such topic that I do find quite interesting was actually a statistic in the ‘i’ newspaper, brought to you by the reliable sources at The Independent for only 20p. It was a list of things that Brits miss most on holiday. Although I have now thrown out the paper I can roughly remember that quite high up on the list was ‘missing pets’. Fair enough. I kept reading. Lower down the list (about number 9) was missing family and friends. I must admit, I’m not an animal lover. But I’m not really a people lover at times either. Still, how heartless must we be as a nation to be so attached to an animal, that humans, perhaps those who raised you, or formed you as a person, can be so low on the list? I suppose it goes to show the lack of compassion we have, something I feel that, although at times I may also be guilty of, is a much overlooked value which we lost sometime around the age of television.
But, no, I don’t want to blame television. Too often it becomes the go-to scapegoat of choice. It is instead the people, who watch, and produce, the inane shows that do numb our minds to what’s going on in the real world. Death itself is no longer cared about unless it is a mass tragedy, or has occurred in a sick and brutal way. Thank you very much news channels. Talent is no longer sought after. It has become far too easy to achieve the goal of fame merely by being chosen by producers to be observed for 24 hours of ‘entertainment’. Thank you very much reality TV. No longer do we observe innocence or the greater good. We are now far too concerned with the inner workings of companies which have progressed us as a race, big companies without whom we would not be able to afford the things we desire. It is instead more important to us to know how and why they do it, and find the evil inside them - just to make the small businesses feel more important, and less like it’s their fault that they haven’t succeeded. Thank you very much self-righteous documentary makers.
Obviously television does have its uses. Politics for example would be much less accessible to the younger generation. Sport wouldn’t be the multi-national concept that it is now, with money being fed into small communities to uphold quality sportsmen and women for the next generation. There are countless examples of the benefits of television, but the type of low quality programmes we have forcibly become content with are increasingly overrunning them. It needs to be reversed but I’m afraid it may be too difficult to change the minds of the mindless that enjoy these shows.
Ok, I got that off my chest. Turns out small ideas can evolve. I didn’t really plan to focus on that but there we go. And I feel better for it. Again, I hope I’ve made you think, even just a little.
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