The truth is a virus!
One of my favorite movies of all time is ‘Pump up the volume’ (imdb) It came out around 1990 and it’s about a guy who runs his own pirate radio station. There’s a lot of anger and frustration in it that I related to as a teenager, being in school and still having compulsory school attendance.
I even day-dreamed of having my own radio station. Telling all of my thoughts and play music that I like. That didn’t happen, I wrote a book instead, about ten years later.
Anyway, I watched the movie again today, and I still feel like it has something important to tell us.
A quote from the movie: ‘Dear Harry, I think you’re boring and obnoxious and have a high opinion of yourself.’ Course some of you are probably thinking I sent this one to myself. ‘I think school is okay if you just look at it right. I mean I like your music, but I really don’t see why you can’t be cheerful for one second.’ I’ll tell you since you asked. I just arrived in this stupid suburb. I have no friends, no money, no car, no license. And even if I did have a license all I can do is drive out to some stupid mall. Maybe if I’m lucky play some fucking video games, smoke a joint and get stupid. You see, there’s nothing to do anymore. Everything decent’s been done. All the great themes have been used up. Turned into theme parks. So I don’t really find it exactly cheerful to be living in the middle of a totally, like, exhausted decade where there’s nothing to look forward to and no one to look up to.’
Sometimes I get that same feeling. That we’re living in an exhausted decade, everything’s been done, everything’s been said. But as I watched it today, it felt up-to-date, with free speech and so on. And it hit me that the Internet is this new thing! This is where ‘ordinary’ people can speak their minds, through blogs, videos and what have you.
But this freedom (as freedom always is) is fragile. Authorities and governments want to control it, monitoring the Internet, claiming that it’s for catching pedophiles and terrorists, but it really feels like you’re guilty until proven innocent.
Talk hard!
//Syntium
