― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 14:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Catty (Catty), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 14:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 14:56 (twenty-one years ago)
that's sad :(
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 14:59 (twenty-one years ago)
― dog latin (dog latin), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 15:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rob Bolton (Rob Bolton), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 15:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― C J (C J), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 15:07 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 15:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― dyson (dyson), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 15:56 (twenty-one years ago)
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:01 (twenty-one years ago)
1) You're kidding, in which case I kid right back.2) You're not kidding, in which case you are engaging in masturbatory point-scoring and should be scored thusly.
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― Leon Czolgosz (Nicole), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:13 (twenty-one years ago)
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:13 (twenty-one years ago)
― TOMBOT, Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― Leon Czolgosz (Nicole), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:24 (twenty-one years ago)
And is there a will?
xpost, me too Leon
― Penelope_111 (Penelope_111), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:24 (twenty-one years ago)
As far as I can see, the police-blotter news we are fed on a daily basis is extremely repetitive. So are the plots of the cop shows for that matter. Any intellectual value they may offer is soon extinguished in the sameness of the content. So, their appeal must be purely on an emotional level. Some part of our brain must crave the stimulation of imagined violence. (I say "imagined", since a newspaper is an inert thing and the imagination must be engaged to get the desired effect.)
All I can think of is that, in a place and time where mortal danger rarely emerges from the general stupor of safety, imaginary violence keeps us vigilant. It reminds us not to be lulled by a calm surface, that chaos can erupt at any moment. The very fact that western society has succeeded in holding so much potential chaos under check and making our lives generally safe results in our seeking larger and larger doses of imagined violence as a corrective.
Incidentally, soldiers on the front line of battle have no need or desire to supplement their mental life with news about gruesome (but remote) disasters, murder and mayhem. Obviously their brains are getting all the violent stimulation they can handle. Mere death or "horror stories" are surrogates and the soldier is getting a belly full of the real thing.
Instead of mere horror stories, soldiers are fascinated by stories about random, queer and irrational deaths and near-escapes from death. The classic story would be how one soldier is lighting a cigarette for another and just as the lit match is proffered the soldier holding it suffers an instantly fatal wound, but remains stock still holding the match while his buddy gets a light off it. Only when the match burns down to the fingers does the buddy realizes his mate is dead.
Rather than stimulate one's vigilance in a safe environment, these stories seem to provide a kind of anesthetic against hyper-vigilance in a profoundly unsafe environment, by promoting a sort of protective fatalism.
Anyway, this seems more interesting to me than yet another story of the 'Oh, my! So sad! So shocking!' garden variety. (xpost)
― Aimless (who was logged off and can't recall his password), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:26 (twenty-one years ago)
xpost
yeah i don't understand why people would want to read let alone share these kind of stories but i don't presume that there's anything wrong in doing so. just not my thing.
― amateur!st (amateurist), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:29 (twenty-one years ago)
http://www.nola.com/news/t-p/frontpage/index.ssf?/base/news-1/1091613335109680.xml
I knew this guy, he was a really good guy and amazing trombone player. He had incredibly fucked-up childhood and a drug problem. He certainly didn't deserve to be shot by the cops in broad daylight. In all likelihood this is just a minor local news story that'll be forgotten by next week.
― Jordan (Jordan), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 16:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― kelsey (kelstarry), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 20:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 22:14 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 22:15 (twenty-one years ago)
Did I miss something?
― chrisco (chrisco), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 22:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― dyson (dyson), Thursday, 5 August 2004 05:24 (twenty-one years ago)
um. I did. I misread it.
― kelsey (kelstarry), Thursday, 5 August 2004 15:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― latebloomer (latebloomer), Thursday, 5 August 2004 15:23 (twenty-one years ago)
(sorry, I just felt I had to balance the intensity of my above post with stupidity)
― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 5 August 2004 15:25 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 5 August 2004 15:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 5 August 2004 15:39 (twenty-one years ago)
― dyson (dyson), Thursday, 5 August 2004 15:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― jaymc (jaymc), Thursday, 5 August 2004 16:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 5 August 2004 16:10 (twenty-one years ago)