Posts Tagged ‘perspective

17
Aug
17

New, New, New, New…Reruns?

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Have you ever seen the movie Back to the Future?  And, do you recall the part when Marty, in the past, claims a certain black-and-white TV show is a rerun before the kid in the room asks, “What’s a rerun?”  I find myself revisiting that scene as I realize the perception differences of kids and adults, especially in this modern age of DVRs and internet access to just about everything.

When I was a kid, the family had one TV, maybe two later on when I was nearing my teens.  I didn’t think about reruns.  But, they were there.  I was immersed in SYNDICATION, watching shows that had originally aired about a decade ago but were playing again and again in my day.  I didn’t think much about the strangeness of fashions, makeup or hairstyles.  If the show was black-and-white, it was too old for me.  If the jokes didn’t make sense, I really wasn’t thinking about them.  I was merely watching grown-ups be silly or cartoons in general.  If my family laughed, I considered laughing.  Only one sis ever laughed every time someone else laughed first.  Even at an early age, I would not be the pawn of the laugh track or “live studio audience.”

People would say, “TV rots your brain.”  And, us “rebels” would watch all we could and think nothing of it.  Despite all the TV I watched, it didn’t seem to impact my attention span.  I always thought I was a good student, a good listener.  I became a well-behaved, patient adult.

Nowadays, families have TVs in multiple rooms and some kind of device receiving a signal that can either transmit “broadcast” TV shows or “internet TV”/”web TV.”  They can skip commercials and zip from one show to the next with the flick of a finger.  And, if commercial breaks aren’t littered with mindless ads for cars and services like “wireless” television, at-home education, retirement options and ways to cut corners for the financially challenged (like the only people who should be watching TV are stay-at-home parents, retired folks, unemployed bums and future thieves?)…there’s this constant drive for what’s NEW.  Yet, the promise of NEW is fleeting and makes one feel like a desert wanderer waiting for some chopper to deliver water.

My nephews, possibly as a result, have the attention spans of fleas. They struggle to get through a whole show that may only be 20 minutes long.  They want to know what’s next.  What’s new.  And, though the magic box promises new essentially daily, flashing timers and such to announce the oncoming glimmers of delight, the actual NEW is kinda like expecting a response from a letter to Kris Kringle.

They are dazzled by the commercials I, now as an adult, would rather skip.  Truth be told, most commercials aren’t as nearly entertaining as they were when I was little.  But, maybe it’s just a matter of perspective?  These lame ads I see are new to them, not me.  Well, some are new to me but annoying to watch over and over.  Heck, I don’t remember getting tired of seeing certain commercials as a kid.  I didn’t look forward to commercials, either, but they were rarely if ever bothersome.

And, while I grew up not minding or even noticing reruns, these kids may or may not notice reruns.  But, once they DO realize they’ve seen something before, their reactions are mixed.  Sometimes, they want to see the same show, again (provided it’s something they have watched in the last few days or weeks, as they like to replay even the shortest of video clips).  Or, I hear them sounding like adults when they say, “This one, again?  Why isn’t it a new one?”

As a big kid myself, I think of a not-so-old episode of Teen Titans Go! in which Robin warns the other team members about “the spicy life,” the pursuit of increased spiciness.  People get tantalized into chasing NEW to keep the economy flowing and, consequentially, stimulating impulse shopping (which often empties people’s pockets to the point of concern/neglect).  It’s not healthy to anything but the economy, and even that is questionable.

The promise of NEW.

Why can’t we be comfortable with what we already have and enjoy?  As the old saying goes, “If it ain’t broke, why fix it?”  And, if it needs fixing, let’s work that out.

It doesn’t take a genius to see people are struggling to keep coming up with new ideas in some areas.  Maybe they’re burnt out.  Instead of replacing them, maybe we just need to relax and get comfortable with…dare I say it…routine.  And, let new ideas be a blessing from above, not something we force from the cow for fleeting profits.

 

28
Mar
17

Solution: A Whole Lotta Bull and a Little Girl

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In recent news, there’s been some controversy about the little girl statue placed in front of the Wall Street bull, particularly from the Italian artist who made the bull statue.

I get the whole women’s movement thing.  [Personally, I’m sick of everything “feminist” being pink, whether it’s for an illness cure hunt or not.]  I also get why the man who made the bull statue is upset…though he DID technically deposit the statue illegally before it was adopted by its present location.  [So, maybe the word “hypocrite” creeps into the conversation.]

When I see the two statues together, I don’t see feminism.  I don’t see Wonder Woman.  I DO see how a little girl standing up to a big business bull might weaken the image of the business.  I mean, if the bull is charging ahead, and the girl is standing in the way…are “girls” the enemy of business?  But, the first thing that came to mind was the story known as “The Last Unicorn,” and how the unicorn-turned-damsel faces up to the big red bull.  THAT would be pretty cool to have somewhere.

So, in short, I offer a solution.  Perhaps someone has already had it and shares this with me.  What if the man who made the bull statue makes another one somewhere nearby, not on the same stretch of road, and the girl statue is relocated there?  The key to this deal is that the second bull statue needs to look just like the first.  Why?  So, we get both images, and people can draw whatever conclusions they want.  The business street gets to keep its ballsy, masculine image.  And, the “feminists” get their “girl power” standoff.

If you are among the “women” who are shaking their heads right now because you think relocating the image away from Wall Street defeats the purpose of the little girl, what do you think will be the value of the standoff when women DO earn their place in the business world…if that really matters in the big scheme of things.  Does the standoff remain a symbol of a fight for equal rights?  Or, does it remain a standoff between man and woman, instead of making peace between the sexes?

But, the more I think about two metal bulls, the more I imagine Greek myths…..like the Khalkotauroi in Jason’s quest for the Golden Fleece.

Ah, so many possibilities…

I like the standoff.  But, let’s put all parties involved at ease.

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12
Apr
16

If Ariel Saw the Modern World…

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Setting:  We take you to a rock jutting out of the sea in that famous scene from Disney’s version of Hans Christian Anderson’s The Little Mermaid where Ariel sings about joining the land-dwellers’ world…in the modern world as we know it…

Ariel:  Look at this trove of treasures untold.  How many wonders can one cavern hold?  Looking around here, you’d think, sure, she’s got everything…

A garbage truck pulls up to the beach to dump another load of stuff that apparently isn’t fit for an overflowing landfill.  Ariel watches as the seagulls descend to pick through the mess.  She winces as one eats something she’d rather not ingest or see anyone ingest for that matter.

Ariel:  Up where they walk.  Up where they run.  Up where they spend all day in the sun…

But, people are not walking and running in the sun on the cracked concrete she sees.  They are distracted by the gadgets in their hands and on their desks.  They are commuting by car and truck, kicking up quite the cloud of smog.  And, the commotion never fully stops, even late at night.

Ariel shields her nose and mouth, ducking under water briefly before her nagging curiosity strikes, again.

Ariel:  Wandering free…

Video screens everywhere display criminal activity in the news, slavery, prisoners of war, mass destruction.  And, eyes are fixed on most if not all of them.

Ariel:  Wish I could be…

A large freighter carrying hastily made products from China to the USA nearly collides with her perch.  She returns from the deep with frazzled hair and a headache.  She raises an index finger to make one more attempt at singing something profound.  But, the words are not there.  No, she did not lose her voice to some sea witch.  She just lost her fountain of optimism and returns to her underwater domain which no longer seems so bad.  In fact, it’s quite safe and reassuring.  At least, until the surface pollution turns up the water temperature to unbearable.

A lesson in thinking the grass is greener on the other side.

 

26
Mar
16

When You Profess to Know All…

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When you claim to be an expert at building sand castles and then consistently revise your construction, do you really know anything?  Or, do you just like being in the teacher’s chair?

When you profess expertise on a subject and then consistently change what you build with that knowledge, were you really ever in a position to tell others how to handle that subject?

22
Mar
16

I May Not Know Art; But I Know What I Dislike

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I like to look at art listings here to get ideas and compare notes with other artists.  But, some days, I come across posts that turn my stomach and make me lose my eyesight temporarily.  Typically, these involve:

  1. Gore
  2. Violence
  3. Tasteless/Full nudity
  4. Dark/Evil subjects

I just came across another one, today.

With all of the LIKE-ing buttons and whatnot, can we get a DISLIKE button or maybe even a barrel of rotten tomatoes to throw to express how much we dislike something?  Nah, that would be mean and “judgy.”  I’m just saying…  But, I guess everyone’s tastes vary.  My mistake for opening the wrong door.  Just…cover up, people.  Okay?  And, let’s not promote the dark side.

12
Jan
15

Profound Thoughts: I Choose Neither

And now, it’s time for more Profound Thoughts with Writingbolt…

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If my only options are “reckless and stupid” or “suicidal,” I choose neither…

…You know, til I feel reckless and stupid on the verge of suicidal.

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12
Jan
15

Profound Thoughts: Do Not Give “Her” a Name

And now, it’s time for more Profound Thoughts with Writingbolt…

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I imagine meeting someone like George Clooney and having a discussion about love and his recent marriage. And, I can hear him telling me, a guy who has yet to come close to any relationship remotely resembling marriage, to go out and find my Amal.

Considering he went as long as he did as a bachelor after a broken marriage left him numb…and the odds of a long, successful/happy marriage in the modern world…there’s one thing I’d have to tell him.

Do not give “her” a name.

Imagine if you met a married someone who told you the same. What if–dare I say it–something unpleasant were to happen to their “one true” love? Does that then mean that your “friend” wanted you to meet/marry someone who would leave you?

You know what I’d say to that? Thanks a lot, you jerk! What kind of crap speech is that?

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