TENSION AND DEATH
I guy, his wife, and kid walk into a movie theatre, sit down in their seats, and wait for the film to begin. The guy pulls out his cell phone while the trailers of upcoming movies are shown to starts texting. The guy seated near him is a retired police chief. He gets pissed off; drops a dime to the management about this minor annoyance, then comes back and sits down by the guy whose texting. They have words. The guy texting lodges some popcorn at the retired cop. The cop pulls out a .380 and shoots the guy, killing him.
Why? Why is it that we now live in a world of instant privilege where we feel we can use deadly force against other people just because they annoy us, reject us, bully us, call us names, give us the finger, or any other action that’s deemed to be an insult to our character or, in the case of bullying or calling us names, the suggestion of physical harm?
It’s the media. The 24/7 cycle of so-called “breaking news” that really isn’t news at all. The media’s job is now to keep us on the edge of our seats watching with horror as the world goes down the drain. Iran doesn’t have a nuclear weapon. Israel does. Why aren’t weapons inspectors in Israel checking out Israel’s weapons of mass destruction? Instead of extending our hands in peace to our designated enemies, our first reaction is to shoot first and ask questions later.
North Korea has a nuke yet we do nothing about it. Congress gets it’s underpants in a bundle over Iran but not the threats of Kim Jung Un.
Tension is so high in the world right now because of the ratings hungry news media that even the slightest incidence, such as spitting on the street, sets people off. In this country, drivers deem every inch of road in front of them to be their private property. We work overtime with no extra pay to keep our jobs. We drag our ass home at the end of the day only to be filled with more nerve rattling news. Competition is fierce. Meanwhile, the upper 1% of people in this country grabs all the loot while we battle it out in the ring.
This is the state of the art in the world today. Not a masterpiece but rudimentary, prehistoric, finger painting that’s more likely to be reviewed by a bullet than an ambassador.