Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Keep your Hands of My Burger (or How You're Probably Connecting to the Wrong WiFi Network)

Back on December 31, 1999, as we waited for the inevitable doom that would be brought about by Y2K, a newscaster on the radio posed a very controversial question: what was the most significant invention of the last millennium? If we had to name the most important thing invented in the last 2000 years, what would it be?

Admittedly, there are many inventions that clearly belong in the realm of awesome; anything from penicillin to rockets would have been a good choice. We talked about it, my mother, my girlfriend and I, as we drove to a New Year’s Eve party (because it may be the end the world, but there’s nothing a good margarita won’t fix,) and each came up with an answer. Or, I should say, both my mother and my girlfriend eventually settled on one answer: the Internet. Now, if that is not foresight I don’t know what is. We all know now the undeniable impact the Internet has had on our lives and we can’t even envision how it will shape our lives in the future. That’s how big this thing is.

For me, however, there was just one answer: Television.

You see, before we had the Internet to simultaneously make the world smaller and more alienating, and before we could break the barriers of time and space (and privacy) with colossal outlets of information, or replace our real social networks with virtual ones and figure out exactly what we wanted to say in 140 characters or less, we sat around at home to watch the same thing at the same time as millions of other people around the country. We had little choice. What was on, was on. It was a beautiful thing and it still happens all around the globe.

We created entire worlds for television; we exported talents to unreachable places; we created new professions just so we could see those shows in our native languages; we disseminated values (some better than others) and changed cultures (for better or worse.) All this was possible thanks to Television. This medium was untouchable in its ability to transmit information; it changed the way we did advertising, the way we made movies, the way we learned, the way we played, the way we wooed each other, hated each other, what we knew about each other, who we trusted and how
we elected government.

Of course, the Internet has some of those same virtues and flaws and then some; but you have to give it to the tube with its damn images and stories. There was nothing interactive before: the interaction happened in your head.

The potential impact of Television is probably why I studied Mass Communications in the first place. The news was always important to me. Storytelling was important to me. This medium could shape things, and that attracted me. Before the Internet, Television was the mass medium that demanded the biggest responsibility because it influenced the most people; that was, if I may be so bold, intellectually sexy. In a way, I felt about Television like Martin Scorsese feels about Siri in that awful iPhone commercial when he tells it that it is going places. I felt the same way: "I like you Television, you're going places.”

Still, today, I watch television everyday and, for the most part, it is a good friend to me. I still feel a connection to the stories and, for my money, it is still the best medium to try and make sense of current affairs. If you’re conscientious enough you can find someone who will biasedly explain any particular side of an issue like he or she were talking to a 5 year old. That’s one of the beauties of the television space-time continuum: the information has to be clear and digestible. The problem, then, is not finding people to explain every side of an issue, but having the discipline to look for them. But once you know where to look, Television tells it to you like it is and lets you be the judge.

That is also the tricky thing about Television. Many people complain about the futility of the medium and how inconsequential it can be. And they are right. Television requires from you. You have to make an effort to look for the information and you have to filter it. It demands from you the intellectual exercise of sorting through our own cultural decline.

Of course, this cultural decline is also often attributed to Television and its power to showcase the worst. Indeed, there is so much evil on TV these days that I often turn to Stephen King to get away from the horror. Even channels that used to be about science and knowledge like Discovery and History have devolved into reality-show exhibits, with their truckers and pawn shops and crab grabbers, and auction hunters.

However, as we gradually morph into a culture that swipes information off with a slide of the finger, Television becomes more of a misdemeanor offender. The ever-reaching expansion of the Internet and the focus on all devices that connect us to it, dwarf whatever zombiefying effects Television may have been accused of in the past. Thanks to the Internet and the advent of smartphones and tablets information is now received in even quicker snippets designed for our ever-shorter attention spans. The traffic is so fast that many times it registers as no more than just a blip on our radars.

For the record: I am not saying that the Internet is evil and should die, so you can stop calling me a hypocrite and a dirty hippie. The Internet, like all media, is like The Green Lantern's ring: bound only by what you imagine you can do with it, no more, no less.

A few months ago, in a demonstration of how effective the Internet can be at propagating information, many rallied behind a documentary to denounce Ugandan war criminal and leader of the Lord’s Resistance Army Joseph Kony. Thanks to YouTube, the documentary reached over 86 million views and brought forth an issue that had been largely ignored for more than 20 years. The International Criminal Court (ICC)
had indicted Kony in 2005 and he had been included in the list of “Specially Designated Global Terrorists" since 2008. Yet, it was thanks to the Internet that knowledge of Kony's case became widespread.

Unfortunately, very soon interest died down and the campaign was accused of slacktivism (a pejorative term that describes campaigns in support of a particular cause that have little or no practical effect other than making those involved feel good about themselves.)

The moral of the story is simple and trite: having access to the information is not enough. We must learn to discriminate. And then we must dig further. All information arises from human interaction; even information about events that do not involve humans is filtered through the human experience. Information is the presentation (or representation) of events that have real effects on real people. That's why it is important. It can be entertaining, but that cannot be its only purpose.

We can enjoy information for its entertainment value but we will only be connected to the world at large insofar as we connect to the events that happen to the world at large. You don’t have to be an activist or a news junkie but you’d be surprised how paying attention to information that is normally beyond your comfort zone can broaden your perception without you even making much of an effort.

When I was a kid, it was through Television that I was first exposed to The Barber of Seville, one of my favorite operas of all time. I still remember an episode of Tom and Jerry where Tom performed Chopin, and I watched it so many times that I eventually learned the piece by heart. The Lone Ranger's theme was the Overture to Rossini’s William Tell and I could hum it by age 7.

I guess what I'm saying is that I haven't changed my mind much, since 1999; even though the Internet gives us superpowers, I am still partial to TV. Or maybe I just miss a time when Television was the only thing keeping us from going outside and playing.








Thursday, July 26, 2012

Keep your Hands Off My Burger! (or How Beating a Dead Horse is Still Better than Shooting It.)



Seeing as this is my first blog, I was really excited about writing my first entry. I had planned to include a little explanation as to why I finally decided to give it a shot (many who know me, know that I have never been thrilled with the blog medium,) and what I though I could accomplish by writing one of these. 

Then, last Friday, 12 people were killed in Aurora, Colorado during the opening of the latest Batman movie, The Dark Knight Rises. With a heavy heart (or perhaps because of it,) I felt compelled to write a reflection on the Aurora tragedy, (which you will find below,) rather than writing a review of HBO’s The Newsroom or talking about the state of the Union in the face of the upcoming elections (or some other light-hearted subject like that.)


   Keep your Hands off My Burger! (or How Beating a Dead Horse is Still Better than Shooting It.)

I think we can all agree that what happened on Friday in Colorado was a tragedy. It doesn’t matter on what side of the gun control debate you stand, I think we all mourn the deaths and sympathize with all who were hurt physically or emotionally. Most of us, sane people, have strong feelings toward James Holmes, the alleged gunman in the theater. Some people, I'm sure, hate him. I have also heard from others who expressed sorrow for this person who is so unfathomably off the deep end.

The very morning of the murders I was approached by people who complained about what this would mean for our second amendment right; how this would eventually become one more excuse for liberals (or whatever) to try and ban guns (or whatever,) and we could eventually lose our right to defend ourselves by shooting people in the face should the need arise or should the government decide we are now a colony of Star Trek’s Vulcan (we wish!) 

I also heard from people on the other side of the barrel who vehemently argued that we should sort of do what Superman did in The Quest for Peace: tie up all existing firearms into a big net with a bow and throw them into the sun (in the movie it was all existing nuclear weapons, but it was the 80’s, and also, Superman is awesome like that.)

 I, personally, don’t believe in guns. Their only purpose is to kill. I don't think that's amusing. I think killing anything is very serious business.

Some would argue that guns don't kill; people kill. To me that's like saying the solution to the AIDS epidemic is to ban sex because, you know, it is people having sex that spread it. Now, that may be a little bit of a faulty analogy, but the fact is we can't solve a problem if we choose to ignore some of the variables or focus on the wrong ones. 

On the other hand, no one can deny that in a world where guns didn't exist, people would have to kill each other with baseball bats, or broomsticks, or knives, or frying pans, or… kindness


I know what you're probably thinking at this point: "Hey buddy! This is America! The Constitution says I can cuddle up with my M-16 every night and if you don't like it, don't let my tank's door hit you in the ass on the way out!" And you know what? You are abso-doodlely-diddley right!

The Second Amendment  does protect your right to bear firearms (and use them to shoot bears.) We could sit here and argue over the interpretation and definition of Militia or how this was written at a different time, but instead, we'll let these guys beat that dead horse.

Beyond the gun control debate, however, I believe it is essential that we all be mindful of the degree of detachment with which people tend to talk about killing other people. If you think that someone could have stopped James Holmes if only they had been armed, let me remind you that this is not a video game or a movie. 

Most people are not prepared or trained to act in the event of a random shooting, in spite of having lawful permission to carry a firearm. Even if you frequently practice at a fire range, the nature of the situation and the inherent confusion and anxiety, pose other challenges (not the least of which is that you are not a cowboy from the 1850's.)

During the shooting of Arizona representative Gabrielle Giffords in January of 2011, two armed civilians in the crowd were either afraid to act (fearing they would be mistaken for the gunman) or they almost shot the wrong person amid the confusion. Giffords herself owns a gun, and Judge John M. Roll, who was killed during the incident, had taken lessons at the Marksman Pistol Institute. In the end, someone stopped the shooter by hitting him with a folding chair

Now, if we take the position that we shouldn't outlaw guns because the Bill of Rights forbids it, couldn't we at least agree that there needs to be a better screening, training, and tracking process for the sale and distribution of guns, ammo and military materials? After all, you will concede that guns in the hands of the wrong people, do kill people (so, shouldn't we make sure that the wrong people don't have legal access to guns?) If you're a law-abiding citizen and not crazy, you shouldn't have a problem.

Also, if you want access to military equipment why don't you just join the military and serve your country? (I hear they need people right now.) After all, you are a civilian, you shouldn't have access to military stuff, anyway.

On second thought, if you really think the government of the most powerful nation on Earth is going to turn against its people so badly that you need to arm yourself militarily to shoot and bring down the very government you elected (hey, you call it Militia, civilized nations call it a coup,) maybe you are the one that we should be screening for.