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Valentine High - Now THAT'S entertainment!
I came across this one while looking through the folder, after I'd decided to republish a handful of the texts from the old website, and acanning through it I noticed the phrase "televized chill" that remind me of one of the graffitisin the school yard that I hadn't figured out; that says "chil game". 'Makes me wonder if the person who done the graffitis and other things might have been somehow inspired by this text.So (also) in order to perhaps better put that graffiti in perspective I decided to include it. That is in spite of Fifi's apparent precognizing of my publishing it (which sadly I couldn't help but see, yesterday - again a reminder to wear the blurring glasses whenever I go out); seemingly even (as one side of a dichotomy (or trichotomy actually - cool it, huh?); the other side of which is just plane rediculous) demanding it - while in a context of seemingly doing its utmost to try and dominate me in what appear to be the most abusive tone it can muster: Clearly trying to make my republishing of this text appear like some kind of "submission" on my part. However there is nothing new about Fifi's meta-temporal nature and it's frequent commenting on things in the near future, and its precognition had nothing to do neither with why I considered- nor chose to republish this text. What it comes down to is nothing but another example of atempting to lay claim on what I would have done anyways. And I can't let wether Fifi make one of its abusive comments or not, or for that matter wether Fifi has an interest in me doing or not doing so, be in charge of wether or not I decide to publish something.
Additional comment (March 8th 2010): As stated on the index page I consider bullying to be comparable to torture and attempted murder in as much as it aims at motivating the victim to commit suicide. - I suppose the implicit core argument in my writings on this topic, in so many words, is that as long as society juridically treats "harassment-assisted (attempt to provoke) suicide" as something trivial, perhaps even encouraged by the popular media, and as long as the media reacts to school shootings by creating stereotypical monsters of the shooters rather than try to understand the motivational and emotional causes of these incidents, then one should not be surprised that ocationally victims of bullying, once having concluded that they have been left no option but to end their lives, occationally take it upon themselves to execute some kind of "justice", if the legislative and law-enforcement instances of society otherwise responsible of this job can not be expected to do so on their behalf.
This week america yet again fell victim to another school masacre. And so, in the aftermath of the grief and terror, the "usual" debates following this kind of unusual event, started popping up all over the newschannels: Of wether particular kinds of music, movies, and computergames, make potential violent psychopaths out of youngsters. Wether morality is slipping. Wether guns are too accessible. These are all the ready-hand topics of debate which can be launched immediately upon the incident. - Then comes the personality profile of the killer; which this time again happened to be another lonely outsider...
And televized psychologists start talking about "personality types" and "people with fragile egos". (Somehow those psychologists always make me think of Franz From's demonstration of how behaviours which we do not see (or do not want to see) rational explanations for, are consequently explained away by tagging them under some slightly - or grossly - demeaning label). And so that can keep the debate going for awhile... Until the event is no longer news and has gotten boring to the blood thirsty audience.. And so televized entertainment is pretty much back to the same old well known stuff again:
The endless row of sitcoms portraying the hyper-exciting, always joyful and funny lives of the inhabitants of this make-belief world we all know so well; inhabited exclusively by people of the, according to the cosmetic industry, "right" kind of looks, wearing only fashionable clothes. In which lonely people with crooket teeth, unhip glasses, or unfashionable clothes are the rare exception participating solely to examplify the really-really-really absolutely rediculous, sort of borderline crazy people which make great joke material but, according to the entertainment industry, apparently lousy material for social interaction.
And perhaps sometime the school massacre will be shown as a rerun to make us all shiver about the raving lunatic who "seemed like such a nice guy..." And of course anything is easy to reinterpret in hindsight. And perhaps they'll atach a comment about some new gene for murderous rampage, or some ad hoc biochemical malfunction. And as we watch again the edited and reinterpreted recycling of the bloodbath we shiver as we get that little dose of televized chill. (Good to know that the deaths of all those students were at least good for something, huh?).
And then we lean back in our couches or armchairs or whatever we have in each our little lonely, sexually deprived, habitat. Watching the next show of stereotypical people, whome we are told that we are supposed to look and act and be like, as the only conceiveable, albeit impossible, alternative to resembling that borderline crazy, lonely guy with crooket teeth, unhip glasses, or unfashionable clothes. Watching to keep our minds off how much we fear that other people might think we look just like that guy; seldom realizing that most of them are just as fearful that we might think the same of them. (And I think I can almost guarantee you it's absolutely deliberate they make you feel this way). Watching.. Waiting for the sequel: Valentine High - Could be comming Soon to a highschool near YOU! Isn't it exciting? Isn't it entertaining?