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Octo Set
Web Of Intentent
It has been a while since I have written a general interest
piece and my
reasons for not doing so are as follows.
I have been distracted by the ‘Octo-Mom’s new body. She’s
only had eight kids? Damn!
I don’t know what I hate worse now…reality, or reality TV
shows. They’re everywhere. They have blurred the line between
crap and reality, and I don’t know if you have noticed outside
your window lately but the reality part has gone to crap. It
helps when
I am having problems writing Here is how I approach article
writing. I
usually sit and stare at the monitor until I remember one of
the many
things I have thought about earlier during the day. I usually
have a
hard time remembering what those ideas and thoughts were,
which
can make the act of writing all that more difficult for me.
But I
usually remember one or two kernels of ideas and that for me
is usually enough to get started.
However, lately I haven’t made the effort. I figured why
bother? I’d just be one more voice in a chorus of millions.
Everybody has something to say and thanks to all the gadgetry
that we surround ourselves in everyone has their chance at
their fifteen minutes of stupidity and to go ahead and say
what‘s on their minds. So why add my voice to the already
millions?
Here’s why. Because most of what I am reading and a great deal
of what I see and hear everyday is utter crap! I know for a
fact that the world was pretty screwed up long before the
internet and hyperlinks made their debut. I was around. I
heard. I saw. I was told about it by my peers. But I wasn’t
drowning in that information either. I wasn’t repeatedly and
continually bombarded with the news of what was happening at
any given moment anywhere on the planet.
Do we really need to know all the details of everything that
happens everywhere? Can we really digest all of that
information and process it and be expected to know what it all
means? I find it odd. This whole process of “eating
Information”. This addiction that plainly so many people have
with needing more information. Most of it brought to you by
the information highway. Too much of anything is always a bad
thing. No matter how good the good thing appeared to be. This
new age of communication that we are in has a lot to offer
humanity. Unfortunately for us all the price is very high.
News travels at the speed of light now. From a cell phone in
the Australian desert I can write an article about spiders
and then upload the article with a few pictures to go along
with it and in about two minutes the story is available to
anyone on the planet with an internet connection. Or a cell
phone. In a half hour the story can be picked up by a news
channel and aired on television. I am connected. I am
connected to you. You are connected to me.
The problem with all this information and ‘connectedness’ is
that hate and bigotry and crime and the worst human behaviour
imaginable also travel at the speed of light. Porn sites make
up about 15% of all websites on the internet and some would
argue porn is freedom of expression. Yet there are sites (in
the
thousands) devoted to child pornography. There are sites
dedicated to killing, torture and human slavery to name a few.
Terrorist cells are set up and maintained via the internet.
Thanks to that ‘connectedness’ your enemies and their views
are only as far away as your laptop or home computer. There
is a very dark side to the web. There are consequences that
aren’t in my view being talked about enough. Don’t get me
wrong. I love being connected just as much as the next person.
However, I still see the effects of those consequences I
mentioned being played out in the world daily. Most people
when online automatically discount most of what they see and
read as the garbage that it is. Others don’t. Others eat up
this information true or not. The rapid fire barrage of daily
news from all directions has rendered millions of people
unable to tell the truth from fiction.
Thanks to the rapid fire delivery of info we also live in the
“conspiracy era”. You see there is no tool or ‘structure’
that you can rely on to verify if what you are reading is
actually true or not. Most of the time if the news isn’t
already widely known or accepted you will have to make that
judgement yourself. This has allowed distrust for everything
to manifest itself into conspiracy theories about everything.
This happens because so often people read something in the
news and believe it. When they quickly find out that what they
thought was real (see Balloon Boy) was phoney they lose a
little faith. When they see this happen everyday they begin to
trust no one and see lies where lies may not even exist. The
line between truth and lies is completely blurred. Theories
abound from who is responsible for 9/11 right up to the latest
ones about earth quake machines and I would be an idiot if I
didn’t mention my favourite one of all, 2012.
I will close by saying that there are inherent problems with
the world wide web. Because there are inherent problems in
each one of us. The internet is an outlet for the worst that
is in all of humanity. It is now being exposed in it’s most
base form for all to see. When I was growing up I knew the
world was a screwed up place. I didn’t need the internet to
show me. I didn’t need the internet to remind me. I already
knew and that seemed to be enough. Today I struggle against
cynicism and abject despair because it would seem that the
world is feeding on itself. We seem to be living in a ’dying’
age. The herd appears to be over-bloated and sick. Like the
old and diseased animals in a heard that was allowed to get
too big we are now all starting to show the signs of a the
same sickness. According to everything I have read this
morning in the news and in various articles and blogs, things
aren’t getting any better either. At least that’s the way it
seems….it could all be lies. Ah well….see you in my dreams
Octo-Mom. I’m sorry if that was way too much information.
About the Author
By Brian Ringland
http://www.the-over-rated-truth.blogspot.com
http://www.makingmoneyfromyourblog.com