Saw the advertising campaign from channel 10 the other day for the newest season of BB .... Big Brother. promoting this years show on the basis of Big Brother being a cloaked entity, running for politics, under the assumption "the people would vote for this type of entertainment. damn this is alarming. how can this viral marketable entertainment pass for television. don't people "get it" yet?
Skip to a world where the underlying idea or philosophy is to condition the mass public. numb your mind into submission. getting you comfortable with mass propaganda images and campaigns. "The all seeing EYE", singular and asexual to target the mass. making you accepting down the road of the final implemented "security measure" of CCTV cameras in every building monitoring for terrorist activity. under the premise "yeh watching people vicariously through CCTV cameras, day in day out, without their knowledge of when and who's watching what is A'OK. in fact its fun and enjoyable, because ive seen it on TV for almost 10 years.
the digital Panopticon.
What do we care if there's a camera in every room, on every street corner.? We're losing our freedoms day by day, and whats more astonishing, we're supporting the measures by which its introduced. Are people so blind to not see how wrong this is?
Big Brother is watching you. ... .. .
ORWELL'S FUTURE IS REALITY: MUST READ
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Learning to love Big Brother
George W. Bush channels George Orwell.
A timly article useing George Orwell's prophetic, nightmarish vision of "Negative Utopia" is his chilling timelier than ever-and its warnings more powerful. Good find Shaun.
DVD Modern Times, 1936 with Charlie Chaplin will send a copy end of April.
The Little Tramp punches in and wigs out inside a factory where gizmos like an employee-feeding machine may someday make the lunch hour last just 15 minutes and TV monitoring equip in the toilets. Bounced into the ranks of the unemployed, he teams with a street waif to pursue bliss and a paycheck, finding misadventures as a roller-skating night watchman, a singing waiter whose hilarious song is gibberish, a jailbird and more. In the end, as Tramp and waif walk arm and arm into an insecure future, we know they've found neither bliss nor a paycheck but, more importantly, each other. The times and satire remain timeless in Modern Times
1936 ?
amazing stuff. muchas gracius Miguel.
owe you big time!
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