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Cruelty is king...?
Feb. 17th, 2025 12:29 pmWhile reading the BBC news, I stumbled across a...hmmm. Story? No. Article, yes...article... About a 20-something who was watching soap operas for a week, to see what she thought of them, or something like that.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cpqlg9y9y1qo
Full disclosure: I don't have a television. I don't have any subscription TV services either. I used to work for one, which went bust back in the earliest of 2000s, but for the past ten years or so, I haven't had a television in the house. Well. Not usable. I think there's one in the loft, but no idea if it functions or not.
However, this is about something other than the benefits or otherwise of "the glass screened god in the corner of the room" as I once heard it termed.
She mentioned (I'm paraphrasing) that there was a lot of scheming, plotting, and backstabbing going on in them, but that it was nowhere near as entertaining as some reality TV programme she had seen where some bloke was shown footage of the woman he loved cheating on him with someone else (assuming another "contestant").
And it quite knocked me on my bum, metaphorically speaking.
The idea that someone might get some kind of gratification, of enjoyment, in seeing another human being go through mental pain and anguish... It just made me feel ill. To be THAT lacking in compassion makes the Roman gladiatorial games look like the height of good taste and elegance.
What on earth have we become?
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cpqlg9y9y1qo
Full disclosure: I don't have a television. I don't have any subscription TV services either. I used to work for one, which went bust back in the earliest of 2000s, but for the past ten years or so, I haven't had a television in the house. Well. Not usable. I think there's one in the loft, but no idea if it functions or not.
However, this is about something other than the benefits or otherwise of "the glass screened god in the corner of the room" as I once heard it termed.
She mentioned (I'm paraphrasing) that there was a lot of scheming, plotting, and backstabbing going on in them, but that it was nowhere near as entertaining as some reality TV programme she had seen where some bloke was shown footage of the woman he loved cheating on him with someone else (assuming another "contestant").
And it quite knocked me on my bum, metaphorically speaking.
The idea that someone might get some kind of gratification, of enjoyment, in seeing another human being go through mental pain and anguish... It just made me feel ill. To be THAT lacking in compassion makes the Roman gladiatorial games look like the height of good taste and elegance.
What on earth have we become?