Lew In The Land Of The Televison Watcher

For the past week or so, I have been lost, set adrift in the land of the television watcher while my computer was being repaired, leaving me out of touch with reality and at the mercy of the spoon feeding liars of the corporate media. Many events may have happened I was not aware of, because television doesn't report events, it creates propaganda.
The other night I was subjected to a mother of a fallen soldier, saying how proud she was of her son for dying for his country. I immediately thought of all the mothers of our soldiers who reaize that Iraq is no where near our country and posed as much of a threat as a toothless squirrel on an acorn. The war in Iraq is as if someone told you that your arm was gangrenous, so you began to slowly hack it away with a dull saw, until you realized that now there was no evidence of the gangrene before, but your actions have caused gangrene to set in.
I also had to navigate the sea of "reality" shows, where soulless spotlight seekers ritually debase themselves to garner the attention of a nation for no other reason than to say "Look at me!" None of these people will last because none of them have the sense to realize that while they may have developed one talent, they never developed the intelligence to do anything with it besides let someone else exploit it for them. Once that attention has been received and starts to diminish, it's the long slide down to other reality shows where they cling to that shred of notability they had until even the CW won't put you on a show.
I also found that the television sitcom, with the exception of Thursday evenings, is dead, and most of the networks schedules are filled with dramas that pumped me full of fear for the safety of my children, even though I feel they are safe at their mother's house. So I delved into my long neglected video library, watching movies I enjoyed once, but now lack the proper psychotropic inducements to appreciate fully.
But what I missed most was the writing. Being cut off from my online community of commiserates, who feel as I do about the direction we seem to be heading towards as a society, was very hard to take, as most of the people I deal with daily are television watchers, those media manipulated masses who actually believe it's reality television, and it really matters who wins some stupid competition.
But now I'm back, and while it may take me a day or two to get back up to speed, I hope I never have to leave again.

Now I'm off to YouTube, to enjoy some great videos.