Time Is My Teacher

Time Is My Teacher
10:42pm. I've just reposted this to make sure the right title is in the URL.

February 8, 2014:

Look No Further

The true culprit eludes detection
Under a cloak of respectability
His impressive image
Paid for with loot snatched from starving widows
His soft and seductive speech
Privately distilled from a hail of expletives
He plies us with compliments
And echoes our sensibilities
To win our trust
Then points the finger of blame outward
To keep himself free and clear
He targets the weak and underprivileged
And slaughtered soldiers line the road to his monument
Our only defense is to shun him
And all others like him
To do otherwise makes us culprits
And seals our doom

 Above - an early poem of mine, originally shared on around 2006, or so, on my old deleted Blogger account that was so popular with stars. Now it's in my 'Songs that Don't Rhyme' blog (2014).

I watched a Netflix documentary about cults last night and it gave me some more ideas about the broadcast media. If I'm not mistaken, the techniques said to be used by cults against their members are also used by broadcasters against the public. Of these methods, perhaps the most outstanding is peer pressure. This is a powerful force and not to be underestimated. One experiment proved that 75% of us knowingly accept false or erroneous information as long as it is imposed upon us through our peer group. It's what got so many teens smoking back in the old days, and just because smoking is no longer supported by TV commercials and billboards doesn't mean you can trust the corporate media any more today than you could then.

The media has no business warning you of online cults because they are practically in the same business. The media use their wide reaching broadcast transmitters to establish trends and to literally create public opinion. With such a large following as theirs, peer pressure is sure to be imposed on dissenting individuals who disagree with them. In a cult such activity is scaled down within its isolated community, but the effect is exactly the same.

Why do people look to the media, or to some arrogant bitch with a YouTube account, to answer all the tough questions for them? Why should anyone else have any greater insight than you do? And if it's a tough question, why would its answer be so easy to find in the news or on the internet? But apparently these gurus do very well at peddling their miracle solutions.

It's too bad people don't want to live more independent lives. There is no greater teacher than time and experience, but the experience must consist of something more substantial than sitting in front of a TV or computer screen. You can't get the whole picture through someone else's lens, you have to get out there and see and experience life for yourself. Then you might find that the kind of day it was was, in fact, totally different from what they said it was on the news. The best example I can think of this at the moment is how I've not personally witnessed a single case to substantiate this 'pandemic' that they consume so much valuable airtime talking about on TV. If I stayed in my room all day and just watched news, I'd expect there to be ambulances working around the clock to cope with all the fallen victims. I'd expect a man with an ox cart to ring a bell every morning and cry 'bring out your dead', as per Monty Python's depiction of the medieval plague. But where is this deadly virus? Gee, it's only ever on TV, mutating into a new deadly variant or claiming the life of another unfortunate 100-year-old victim. How tragic. He never made it to 101. He had his whole life ahead of him. Christ! (Excuse me.)

Apr 5/21: I never got around to finishing my thoughts about deadly viruses yesterday. I meant to include pneumonia. Pneumonia is a deadly virus, too, is it not? It killed a neighbourhood acquaintance of mine who had a bad liver, as well as my poor mother at the age of eighty-nine. Pneumonia, not COVID. So, what about pneumonia? Shouldn't there be a vaccine? (I got them on that one, I think.) [End of insertion.]

Success in life is not to be rich or worshiped, it is simply to feel good about yourself and to have some small hope for your future. You can be as wealthy as the Queen and still live in sheer misery. And a lot of superstars were unable to cope with the pressures of fame. They weren't any closer to true happiness or fulfillment than any of their dependants. I laugh when people hear my cries for justice and think it arises from jealousy. I'm not jealous of fools who want to be comedians when they have no authoring talent, nor am I jealous of fools who want to be composers when they don't know how to write music, nor am I jealous of fools who want to be authors and poets when they can barely type their own names, nor of fools who think they are cartoonists because they know how to trace my drawings. Right now I am enjoying living the ordinary dream. I'm saving for a new vehicle and a better home. Little by little I approach my goals. It's very fulfilling. I feel good about the work I do. I work hard and play a vital role in the food industry. I haven't set my sights too high, just enough to keep me motivated. I expect everything else will fall into place beyond there. I feel on the whole quite happy with myself - no thanks to those media supported monsters with my valuable property; monsters who took my real life as I shared it in real time, in my own words, and turned it into their bullshit comedy routines or self-help lectures or 'new rock' concerts; monsters who seem convinced that their scam on the public with my thoughts and feelings somehow elevated them above us all. They must have watched too many flattering news broadcasts about themselves.
  
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