Mrs Worthington’s TV.

Strikes in China; that’s a first. Cruelly put down by gov troops using live rounds and killing a few, but lets face it they’re only a drop in a bucket, the signs are there that after wealth creation comes a demand for sharing it. The wheel turns with each generation. The Japanese, only one or two generations down stream have created, shared and relaxed. They have enjoyed their wealth, got comfortable and found their assumption that it would go on forever not the case. The English have created, shared, relaxed, become complacent and now moribund; atrophied in complexities of welfare. My generation had marvellous opportunities to learn, earn, be creative and generally enjoy the fruits of our forbears. We had such a great time we were grateful of TV’s ability to occupy our children. It was educational, enjoyable and opened the wonders of the world to our child’s consciousness. This is how ‘we’ saw TV. Our children saw it differently. Where we played mud pies, were out riding bikes, fishing and making model aeroplanes, learning guitar, they were safely tucked up watching TV. The bruises we got were replaced by images of people going ‘ouch!’ The things we experienced were replaced by illusions of experience. They now know the ‘wonders of the world’ through a veil of portrayal. What they know is no longer earth bound reality, but it takes a longer view than they have to realise it. From what they have seen they have plotted their path to love, fame and fortune by some effortless means. So at the end of this multi generational process of wealth creation, sharing, relaxation, complacence, moribund-ness, comes dreaming; a sort of dis-empowered senility where one’s mind, in a world of its own, can’t quite remember or know or logically pursue the idea of how to flush the toilet. What comes next, as the many great civilisation of the past will tell you, is death and an immeasurably slow rebirth. It’s no one’s fault, it’s just the predisposition of humanity to repeat its mistakes. If you always do what you’ve always done, you’ll always get what you always got. So Mrs Worthington, put your daughter on the stage: keep the TV for your old age when that’s all you’re capable of.