I've been exposed to a lot of fictional violence recently. I watched the original RoboCop, and The Raid. Both of them include a lot of shooting, stabbing and dismemberment. I've also been playing Tomb Raider on the PS4, which has involved a similar array of brutal acts, many of them performed by my own hand (or thumb, anyway).
Does exposure to violent imagery have a detrimental impact on the viewer/player? Are we being desensitised to violent imagery? Does the relative consequencelessness of horrific acts trivialise real suffering? Does having imaginary death and torture as major components of our cultural diet cause a disconnect between ourselves and real-life tragedy? Are we harming our children by allowing them access to violent content?
No, we're not.
No, we're not.
No, it doesn't.
That sentence is clumsy.
No, we're not.
There. We can consider the matter settled.
I should decide everything. I deserve to be the ultimate arbitrator.
I can wear a polo shirt that has the word 'arbitrator' embroidered on it.
The word arbitrator derives from the original French, where it literally meant 'betrayer of trees'. It was believed that only those with the clarity of thought to renounce the seductive barkéd evil could be truly impartial.
I'm happy to arbitrate. If I could do it professionally, I would. I'm the most qualified person for the job, because I am always right about everything and I also hate trees.
I don't want to have to come up with any kind of policy, or any arguments. But if faced with a binary choice, I'm happy to choose one of the options.
Yes or no.
Wise or unwise.
Left or right.
Up or down.
Shopping centre renovation or no shopping centre renovation.
Chas or Dave.
I won't just keep listing things - you all know what a choice is.
I can choose our way to a better world.
Vote Paul in some kind of election or something.
Like a hornless horse, this blog post hasn't developed in the way that I'd hoped at the outset.
I need to go home soon. I need to find a better time to write. Perhaps I'll become really disciplined and wake up early. Perhaps I'll put everything on the back burner, and bring my creative wok to the forefront.
Perhaps I'll really turn things around this time.
Here's a song that's been in my head all day. It's good.
You see? I can make a positive contribution. I just need to work out how to make my way in the world. Every time I think I have it figured out, I get a year older and the paradigm shifts. It's a wonder I'm still upright.
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