Tag Archives: Sensationalism

Ignorance On Steroids

Ignorance always seems to find a season. It never seems to max out, regardless of how bizarre the situation might be. There are always people willing to do something that some moron decided might be a good idea.

A few days ago I read an article about a game show in the Netherlands where male contestants were asked to guess whether woman on the show are fat or pregnant.


This is the same game show that asked contestants last year to guess whether a person was Japanese or Chinese, and in another segment, whether a woman’s breasts were real.

I have a pretty broad sense of humor but I didn’t think this was funny. It was simply dumbed down sensationalism at it’s worst.

I decided not provide the name of the show because I don’t want to give it any more publicity than it has already received. But as I thought about it, I wondered who I should be most upset with. The producers for financially supporting this show? The station for putting it on the air? The viewing public for watching? The advertisers? I mean there is a sufficient about of blame to go around here.
But the bottom line is, you don’t have a show if no one agrees to participate. If people who were paid to appear on it had a shred of sensitivity, decency or self worth, this or any show like it, would never find air time and maybe we wouldn’t still be having misogynistic or discriminatory discussions.

But it seems like many people have a price, and that number is not very high. My guess is it’s just a little north of their IQ.


I Don’t Want To See The Faces Anymore

I’m tired of having the faces put up on a screen in front me by people looking for sensationalized ratings; faces that have taken so many innocent lives, who have been turned into fifteen minute celebrities at the expense of faces that will never be shown, lives that will never be discussed and futures that will never be realized.

I don’t want to see the Columbine shooters who killed 13 students and injured 24.

I don’t want to see the Virginia Tech shooter who killed 32 students.

I don’t want to see the Northern Illinois University shooter who killed five and injured 16 more.

I don’t want to see the Fort Hood shooters who killed a total of 16 and injured 48 more.

I don’t want to see the Salt Lake City or Omaha shopping mall shooters who killed 13 and injured eight.

I don’t want to see the Aurora Movie Theatre shooter who killed 12 and injured 58.

I don’t want to see the Oklahoma City bomber who killed 168 and injured another 600.

I don’t want to see the beltway snipers who killed 10 people.

I don’t want to see the Washington Navy Yard shooter who killed 13 people.

I don’t want to see the faces of the terrorists involved in the 9/11 attacks that killed nearly 3000 people.

I don’t want to see the brothers who killed 3 and injured 264 at the Boston Marathon bombing.

I don’t want to see the faces of those who’ve walked into places of business and killed countless co-workers.

I don’t want to see the faces of significant others who have killed their partners and have become sensationalized celebrities.

I don’t want to see the Sandy Hook shooter who murdered 26 innocent children and teachers.

I don’t even want their names mentioned.

I’m tired of having these people live on notoriously through countless news stories. Quite frankly, I don’t care who they are, what their back story is, where they live, who their second grade teacher was, how shocked their friends are, what job they lost, if they were bullied in grade school, why their significant other dumped them, if they came from a privileged life or struggled financially. I don’t want to know about those things or see those faces. I don’t want to possibly encourage someone else that may be looking for the same distorted notoriety.

You know what I’d like to see? The faces of the people who have the guts to make changes to the mental health care and gun control issues that have fueled many of these crimes. But they’re nowhere to be seen. They’re hiding under the cloaks of special interest groups and votes.

Quite honestly, I’ve lost all hope of change. If the mental image of 20, six-year-old children, being slaughtered with an assault rifle as they sat in a first grade classroom doesn’t encourage us to do something, I don’t believe anything will.

Just don’t show me the faces of the sick cowards who committed these crimes under the guise of need to know information when we all understand it’s really a ratings grab. I’m done with that parade.