(This is a re-post from one of my other blogs that I am consolidating into PantsParty.)
If you've seen it, this will make sense. If
you haven't...basically, this movie paints a pretty grim--and
dim--picture of humanity in the future. Everyone is living in space
because it's the future, and that's where people live in the future.
Everything worth doing is being done by robots because that's the way
things are kind of headed. Where the indictment of humanity comes in is
the people themselves. What this picture predicts is that we will
basically become blobs of consumption and leisure who are carted around
by automated personal shuttles basically murdering Slurpees
and cheese puffs all day. People who are so inactive that they have
lost bone mass and structure. People so coddled that they never have to
think, or do, for themselves again.
And as much as you can say, 'Oh, that's so far fetched.' And as much as you hate that image. And as much as you can claim, 'That will never be me.' I was doing just that today, and it was wonderful...
I was watching the television. Have you guys ever watched television?
During the day? On a Tuesday? You'd be amazed at the things you'll
see there. Today, for example* I was having a viewing while eating my
lunch and in one commercial break was able to glimpse exactly the future
that Wall E predicts.
The two commercials that ran within minutes of each other, and really kind of spooked me were these:
first was the one that I am sure you have seen. It involves a
gentleman sporting business casual attire and telling you that, even
though you don't have the money for it, you deserve some sort of
automated personal conveyance. Be it a Rascal or a Hover-Round (sp?)
if you are too injured, infirm, or obese to get your happy ass from
place to place you need something to do that work for you. Again, if
you've seen Wall-E, this should sound familiar.
The second--and by far more disturbing--of the two ads was a similarly pitched advert for...
...wait for it...
Yes, I said it. But, more importantly, THEY said it. Here was a
seemingly average and surprisingly young-looking woman acting as though
it is in no way out of the ordinary or strange for a person to be using
(according to the fine print on the screen) up to 200 catheters a month.
More importantly, this company was championing the fact that you
deserve to have fresh, sterile, catheters. 'Nobody should have to
re-use a catheter,' they say. Obviously this slowed down my enjoyment
of my lunch more than a little.**
these two ads***, I was a little saddened by where the people of this
country are heading. But if we haven't figured out yet that hasty
breeding and medicine extending the average life span are getting us
into a whole heap of unforeseen problems, we might as well just sit back
and enjoy it. In the end, the whole thing just served to remind me of
the episode of The Simpsons where Homer sees someone in a wheelchair and declares, '...and here I've been using my legs, like a sucker.'
"A boy's only right when he knows he knows nothing at all." -CFP
is worth noting that I was watching M*A*S*H on some channel called ION,
which may be directed specifically at old people for all I know. But
**Don't worry, I was able to finish eating when the show returned. I'm very resilient.
honorable mention should go to the commercials on youth programming
that have professional athletes having to lure children outdoors to play
instead of watching T.V. all day. I don't remember that being a
problem when I was a kid, but who knows. Good luck everybody.