With Big Brother over for another year and reality TV hitting the new lows of "Dancing with the Starts on Ice" and "Celebrity Survivor" (and celebrity really needs to be taken with a grain of salt) I am reminded about what Chuck Paulanick said about Big Brother in his novel Lullaby.
Old George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother isn't watching. He's singing and dancing. He's pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake. He's making sure you're always distracted. He's making sure you're fully absorbed. He's making sure you're imagination withers. Until it's as useful as your appendix. He's making sure your attention is always filled. And this being fed it's worse than being watched with the world always filling you, no one has to worry about what's in your mind. With everyone's imagination atrophied, no one will ever be a threat to the world.
No comments:
Post a Comment