Theatre is life. Cinema is art. Television is furniture.
We want to relax and take our minds off the problems we have.
We rant about how the internet is stuffed with porn and that we have no time to read a book.
We are the target audience.
We are the masters of the remote-control.
We turn on the T.V. while still taking our shoes off.
We choose to spend minutes, hours of our lives watching television.
We want violence, sex and lies. We reffer to them as entertainment, art and objective truth.
We want to have other people analize and draw conclusions for us on our past, present and possible future.
We want politicians to lie to us, be it an endless list of promises or a report on how our economy is doing.
We want to be paranoic and feel uneasy in our homes.
We want stereotypes.
We want to be taught what beauty is. We want that beauty to be choked by cosmetics, digitalized and sought as an ideal.
We crave for other people's dreams and for that soap-opera that makes them all come true.
We want to be ill. We want them to tell us we have a disease. We want that pill just to be sure.
We want to see other people succeed or fail. We do not take the time to consider their stories but will only look at them as a way of passing time.
We want to see that girl beaten to death with stones only because it stirres emotions, boiles our blood and makes us feel alive.
We want that evanghelist to tell us the end is near and that we need to put order in our lives. Otherwise we would not have taken the time to consider our existence.
We want to be convinced that we need to buy that cream if even if there is no such thing as an *anti*-wrinkle cream.
We want to exercise indoors. We check the teleshopping channels for the latest "8 minutes a day in your living room" program for losing weight, for that belt that builds up muscles while we sleep or for those wonder pills.
We want *them* to *fight*.
We want to see aliens, to uncover the goverment's secret plans and to believe that we are watched.
We want to see what billionaires do with their money and then believe that we would not turn arrogant or snobish if we had a fortune.
We want to believe that our nexdoor neighbour is killing us with his smoking habbit while our car is parked in the street : "Do I have enough gas to get to work tomorrow ?"
We want to be fed crap and all we ever do is ask for more.
We rant about how the internet is stuffed with porn and that we have no time to read a book.
We are the target audience.
We are the masters of the remote-control.
We turn on the T.V. while still taking our shoes off.
We choose to spend minutes, hours of our lives watching television.
We want violence, sex and lies. We reffer to them as entertainment, art and objective truth.
We want to have other people analize and draw conclusions for us on our past, present and possible future.
We want politicians to lie to us, be it an endless list of promises or a report on how our economy is doing.
We want to be paranoic and feel uneasy in our homes.
We want stereotypes.
We want to be taught what beauty is. We want that beauty to be choked by cosmetics, digitalized and sought as an ideal.
We crave for other people's dreams and for that soap-opera that makes them all come true.
We want to be ill. We want them to tell us we have a disease. We want that pill just to be sure.
We want to see other people succeed or fail. We do not take the time to consider their stories but will only look at them as a way of passing time.
We want to see that girl beaten to death with stones only because it stirres emotions, boiles our blood and makes us feel alive.
We want that evanghelist to tell us the end is near and that we need to put order in our lives. Otherwise we would not have taken the time to consider our existence.
We want to be convinced that we need to buy that cream if even if there is no such thing as an *anti*-wrinkle cream.
We want to exercise indoors. We check the teleshopping channels for the latest "8 minutes a day in your living room" program for losing weight, for that belt that builds up muscles while we sleep or for those wonder pills.
We want *them* to *fight*.
We want to see aliens, to uncover the goverment's secret plans and to believe that we are watched.
We want to see what billionaires do with their money and then believe that we would not turn arrogant or snobish if we had a fortune.
We want to believe that our nexdoor neighbour is killing us with his smoking habbit while our car is parked in the street : "Do I have enough gas to get to work tomorrow ?"
We want to be fed crap and all we ever do is ask for more.
2 comments:
Whoa...
Anne.
Incredibil.
Anne.
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