Recycled Words

 

Generation Ecch!

It’s not exactly news that the baby boomers were the first generation to be raised in the age of TV, while Ecch is the first generation to be raised by TV. The electronic babysitter, the glass nipple, Amusing Ourselves to Death—you know the drill. The picture tube was our womb, the screen our placen­ta, the cable box our teat.

  And the milk that Flowed into Ecch’s growing minds and bodies was pure, unhomoqenized MW. The basic take on the vid net is that it was the final nail in the coffin of Ecch’s short attention span. You didn’t have to concentrate on it for more than a minute. It ruined music by providing pre-fabricated images for every popular song. It was always on, its images rushing throught the brainpan, demanding that you make it part OF your life rather than a simple viewing experience.

-Jason Cohen & Micheal Kruqman, Generation Ecch!

 

Nation of Morons

If the television craze continues with the present level of pro­grams, we are des­tined to have a nation of morons.

-Boston University President Daniel Marsh in the year 1950

 

The Great God Entertainment

For centuries the Church stood solidly against every form of worldy entertainment recognizing it for what is was—a device for wasting time, a refuge from the disturbing voice of conscience, a scheme to divert attention from moral accountability. For this she got herself abused roundly by the sons of this world. But of late she has become tired of the abuse and has given over the struggle.  She appears to have decided that if she cannot conquer the great god entertainment she may as well join forces with him and make what use she can of his powers. So today we have the astonishing spectacle of millions of dollars being poured into the unholy job of providing earthly entertainment for the so-called sons of heaven. Religious entertainment is in many places rapidly crowding out the serious things of God. Many churches these days have become little more than poor the­atres where fifth rate “producers” peddle their shoddy wares with the full approval of evangelical leaders who can even quote a holy text in defense of their delinquency. And hardly a man dares raise his voice against it.

-AW. Toter, The Root of the Righteous

 

 

Assimilation

For an instant…I was alive.

Eyes shining, heart swelling:

The words I spoke told of the tales

   churning in my mind.

But my words followed the wind,

Their meaning dead to the listeners.

An emptiness is formed,

The mask is replaced.

A laugh escapes that is mockery to my ears.

All is regular,

A feeling smothered so not to shock;

The facade slowly choking my dying soul.

I wish to regain the moment, but it is lost.

A smile is pasted on my lips,

And I retreat to who knows where.

My person altered, perhaps forever lost.

— Susanna Richards, age 15