Welcome to my blog. I am sorry,
or actually happy to inform you that you will not find too much entertainment
here. I think you are already being entertained to the fullest. Somehow, I get
the impression that most of the things that keep us pleasantly occupied and
draw our attention can be euphemistically described as garbage (or, as my
British friends would call it, rubbish). However, going forward, I think that
more precisely, it is actually feces (OK, faeces, you invented the language). Thinking
about it a bit longer, the most accurate and understandable word that would
reflect the true meaning of my point is shit.
We are surrounded by shit every
single day, in quite substantial quantities. We eat shit, we drink shit, we
watch shit, we read shit, we listen to shit, we share utter shit on social
networks. Just a few examples: 8 sec video of a little girl patting a dog that’s
taking a dump saying: “Great job pooping!” – over 18 million views on Facebook –
OK, I get that, we all love videos with little kids, they are so innocent and always
funny; obviously staged prank where a famous Welsh prankster puts Super Glue in
his best friend’s hair gel – 41 million views; and finally, an East Asian girl
trying the “Mentos in Coke” experiment, screaming “yoki noki, neki yeki,”
(apologies for my ignorance, I could not be bothered to check what that means)
hitting 274,920,729 views on YouTube. I come home from work, I turn on the
TV, and before I manage to switch to HDMI, I am served a record-breaking TV
reality show where a group of celebrities is sent to a jungle. I am staring at
the TV screen, hypnotized, for around 25 seconds, then I wake up and, for some
unknown reason, feel like playing “Another Brick In The Wall” by Pink Floyd. All
of a sudden, my brain starts to function properly again, synapses are
communicating with each other as before. I am saved. The next day, I find out
that the abovementioned show is the most hotly debated topic among office
employees in the City of London… I feel bad. I am such an ignorant.
In the intervals between our
favorite TV programs that are always accompanied by ingenious commercials, we
are bestowed a portion of freshest news. This is a moment of elevation. The
anchors are dressed in finest suits, their language and accent are impeccable. The
way they control their emotions, the manner they read the text from the TelePrompTer
makes us envious. We feel chosen. We feel informed. Information is a treasure
that came to us by pressing a button on the remote. We are complete. We do not
need to investigate. We do not need to ask questions. Do not ask questions. There is no need for it.
Dear readers, this blog gives me
the opportunity to express my thoughts on many issues I cannot stay indifferent
to. As I am not your usual daily news broadcaster, my opinions will always be verifiable. I am only interested in speaking the facts and asking
questions. I do not expect you to take everything I say for granted. The moment
I make you Google a fact I wrote about, a smile will appear on my face. Stay
tuned, I have got some good stuff for you to read. Next post coming soon.
