TV Sex and Violence

Do We Have Our Priorities Wrong or What?

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The other night I was scanning the moron box for something to watch when I stumbled on a movie, UPN I think. What caught my attention was the violence.

People were stepping on mines, being burned alive and splattered with machine gun fire. Blood sprayed out of their backs onto the wall behind them as bullets ripped into their chests. In the next scene, the dialogue went . . . "Lets get our [ silence ] out of here!" Other occurrences of damn, ass and Jesus Christ were made even more conspicuous by the dead silence that sat prominently where the [ expletive ] used to be. How absurd can we get!

We'll show you how to kill them, but just don't swear at them. You can't show a woman's breast on television, but I imagine you could show someone cutting it off with a chain saw. (As long as you didn't show any nipple). Oops, can I say that?

Do we have our priorities wrong, or what? Do you want to protect your kids from foul language? Then you had better lock them up in a sound proof closet, and don't let them out until they're eighteen. Certainly don't send them to school or let them play with other kids.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm against censorship in any form, but if you must do it, at least get it right!

It's like this stupid, fight over tobacco advertising. How many of you actually started smoking because of an advertisement? You didn't! You started because of peer pressure. I know I started because the girls next door didn't think I was a man until I smoked -- Lucky Strike, no filters, and you sucked them right down until the roach burned your fingers. Maybe you change brands due to a commercial, but I doubt many people start because of one.

These knee jerk reactions by the loud mouthed minority have got to stop! Everything from the monkey trials to book banning are starting up again. If we keep this up, we'll be burning witches in a few years. Anything to pay lip-service while diverting our attention from the real problems.

But that's another rant.

T. S. Egglestonaka The Original Eggman
Accept No Imitations

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