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Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Excuse my Rantings

Alrighty y'all, sorry about my apparent recent hiatus, but I should be back now and churning out lovely (or not so lovely, depending on your point of view) posts once more. Y'see, I finished me ol' research paper and thus have attained the impression of scholastic freedom for the time being. Speaking of scholastic freedom , tomorrow morning is a beautiful thing. Apparently Chapel Hill schools have scheduled several two-hour delay days for this year as they did last year. I believe the purpose of such days is so that they can have planning meetings for next year's cirriculum or schedule or something like that. Anyways, tomorrow is one such day, but the wonderfullness of tomorrow does not stop there, oh no. You see, I was greeted this morning in my first period class by my videography instructor's announcement that he would not be there tomorrow and neither would the class from Chapel Hill High that is there first period. Seeing as nobody would be there and the door would be locked, he didn't see much point in my coming to class tomorrow. Doesn't that just bring tears to your eyes? Mmmm, three hour delay....Ii always liked the number three.....except of course when it's in reference to the number of embarrassing medical conditions that you have, although it's still better than four in that case. Um...yeah.
So, I was thinking today in my English class (*gasp*) and my thoughts turned to the sad state of the media these days and in particular to a certain cancerous lesion that has spread its infectious stench and oozing rot throughout the modern media. I speak of the most horrible atrocity to ever be committed to the honorable (well, sort of) video industry, the media whore of our day; I speak of reality TV. Yes my friends and compatriots, it is this monstrosity that we have produced which makes me fear so much for our nation and the state of the generation that produced such a perversion of true video with its simpering cries to sate its desire for something to shock it and give it the sense of reality in a sensational package so that they can be entertained and still be able to laugh at the seemingly real failings of others (you know it's bad when you see an add for a new reality tv show and you get really confused at the end when it turns out to be a Geico commercial). The worst part of it all is that of everything on TV these days, reality TV is the most fake. The premises behind the shows themselves are so far from reality that even without scripting, selective editing, multiple takes, pre-determined outcomes, carefully chosen applicants, and plenty of acting that goes on with reality TV, you already have something that is just as far removed from reality as Days of Our Lives. We already had something like that even before reality TV came out. It was called WWF Smackdown. Seriously, I've gotten deeper fulfillment from watching monster truck rallies or PokeMon. Reality TV has taken film and removed the art that was left in it, replacing it entirely with shock value, sex, and commercialism. As such, I think it is high time that we reform reality TV, for I feel that it could be quite worthwhile if used properly. With this ideal in mind, I have developed the new reality TB show to revive the born-dead genre: American Idol:Eugenics. The rules are the same and the judges are the same, the only change is that is you don't qualify, you're sterilized ("I'm sorry but that was simply horrible. There's no way we can accept that. Make sure the door doesn't hit you on your way to see the nurse"). Or how about Survivor: Plague. Put all the contestants on a desert island that has been infested with rats that carrying the bubonic plague. Last person left alive wins, and they get the choice of either one million dollars, or immediate medical attention. Or for those of you who prefer those "who's he gonna marry and then divorce a few months later?" style shows, we have "The Mormon" in which 6 lovely ladies vie for the affections of a wealthy mormon who ends up marrying all of them. Oi...just take me now Lord.
Sorry 'bout that. Mmmmm, I feel so cleansed now. Ahhhhhhhhh....
So I started letting my mind wander a little while ago (not always a safe thing to do, at least not for me. Heck, I barely got it to come back last time) and I started to think about how life is considered to be so unpredicable and so uncertain. After a moment it began to strike just how much of life is completely and utterly certain. The thing that amazed me about it was that the things that are so certain are not simple little things that mean nothing, like the fact that cockroaches will still be around when the universe collapses in upon itselfor that a cat placed in a vacuum will expand to fill the space, but it was the most important, intergral, and fundemental things that go even beyond the certainties of mortality and suffering, for even those are mutable. We can be certain that we will always need God, and that God will always satisfy very desire of our heart, from the most superficial to the deepest cry and purpose of our souls. We can be certain that no matter how horrible the circumstances of our lives become God will never abandon us and we will always have access to his overwhelming, breathtaking love, joy, and peace. We can be certain that worship will fulfill us and that we will be the happiest doing what we were designed to do. We can be certain that we will always be loved by God, pursued by God, and drawn into away to be romanced by God again and again. We can be certain that we will stumble and fall, and we can be certain that Papa will rush in to pick us up, heal our wounds, and hold us in His arms. We can be certain of the salvation that was bought for us in perfect blood and we can be certain that at the end of our time on this earth there lies a reward ao great and so precious beyond all shadow of comprehension that to try and touch it with mere words would be to cheapen the pure, sweet beauty of it that is so beyond any words but the poetry of a spirit in perfect worship. We can, in short, be certain of our God, and for those of you who do not see God as so certain, know that He sees you and knows you and He is calling your heart to the promises you were made to partake of. The is great comfort in the certainty the Father gives our lives.

Catch ya later peoples. Hopefully I'll have something a wee bit more enjoyable for you on the morrow. 'Night everybody!

9 Comments:

Blogger Michael said...

No, Ben.. that was enjoyable enough...
I hate reality TV....
You should turn all those "we can be certain's" into a poem or something.. those were really good.. and true.. and cool...:o)

1:40 AM  
Blogger PlushToy said...

Perhaps I will, perhaps I will....
AS for reality TV, thank you for your support of my long winded evisceration of the subject. I'm much obliged.

10:10 AM  
Blogger The George said...

man, I would watch ALL of those shows! Those would be hilarious and great...

4:02 PM  
Blogger Kim said...

I would watch them. you could maybe even make the rats one a little mix of survivor and fear factor. ooohh...

4:53 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

as much as it makes me physically ill to watch the evisceration in progress, still it brings joy to my heart. for i, too, despise with all that is in me the atrocity so wrongfully entitled "reality." ooh. and i have another idea for real reality tv: american piehole, where the last one not dead from overeating can choose between a date with a beautiful model/actress/pop star and having his stomach pumped...

8:07 PM  
Blogger Michael said...

man.. screw having my stomach pumped.... Just drink some mineral oil.... and take a seat!!!!!
Then you're fine and dandy.. off you go on a hot date.....

12:40 PM  
Blogger Catherine said...

oh, fuller, you would be the one to know that......

9:43 PM  
Blogger Kelly said...

Funny enough, I was searching through blogs by hitting the "next blog" button, and stumbled accross your blog. I find it interesting you go to chapel hill because my friend wanted to go there next year. Just wanted to let you know how I thought it was funny. Thanks!

9:57 PM  
Blogger PlushToy said...

And thank you for taking the time to comment. Feel free to stop back any time.

10:36 PM  

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