Stinkin' Thinkin'
I'm weighed down with stinkin' thinkin'
Stinkin' thinkin' gets me nowhere
Maybe just not thinking. Maybe
just letting others, too lazy to do more than recycle clichés and
rubbish make your mind up for you?
Quentin Tarantino has had a rant at a
(so called) television journalist who asked him his thoughts on the
link between screen and real-world violence. Good for Quentin.
Isn't it the journalists' job to
explode myths, provide dissenting voices, offer a different
viewpoint? How come so many, and so many paid by licence-payers, are
bone idle? How come they just trot out what you could get from the
bloke at the bar or the granny at the bus stop?
To throw some grenades at some lined up
myths:
No. Screen violence isn't linked to
real-world violence. Not one bit. How many people have watched Kill
Bill 1 and 2 without taking swords to their enemies? How many have
watched Reservoir Dogs without ever pouring petrol over someone and
severing their ear while listening to Steeler's Wheel? No doubt the
bloke in the dock and his legal team, trying to get off by any means,
will tell you that but for the Sam Peckinbah double bill he'd have
been at home with his jigsaw puzzle. How retarded do you have to be
to swallow that? That bloke in that dock would've done what he did in
any case. Sort the people out. Shut up about films, video games,
other red herrings.
Stop the cheap alcohol and you won't
stop the City centre problems on a Saturday night. Twickenham. Lords.
Two sets of fervently partisan supporters, probably 85% of them drunk
as you like. Not a hint of anything other than banter. While were at
it, the same applies to the lazy and feeble on-pitch / off-pitch
behaviour influence thing. When rugby players fight, there's a slight
chance of someone getting hurt. If fans followed footballers'
examples there'd be a lot of posturing, some flailing arms and
absolutely no damage done.
The RSPCA wasted money prosecuting the
PM's hunt? The RSPCA spokespeople were treated like pupils with
dog-eaten homework by lazy, nasty, bullying journalists. Enough to
make listening to the Today programme difficult since. [A lazy,
skewed, cheap-shot approach to journalism or A Tribe Called Quest? -
I left the radio button in El Segundo].
The question is to the police and the
Crown Prosecution Service: how come this and similar cases were
thrown out as unwinnable, yet as soon as the RSPCA go it alone they
win in court. Are you looking after the toffs or just rubbish at your
job? It's one or the other.
The question is to Tony Blair: you
openly boast in your unreadable, Tone as the second coming (of
Maggie, maybe, mate) book that you deliberately drafted the Hunting
Bill so that there were enough grey areas for the practise to
continue. We should be claiming your wages back, you jug-eared war
criminal.
The question is to every Chief of
Police: what are you doing about these rich folk openly breaking the
law? Who've you delegated the job to? What else are you turning a
blind eye to?
The question is to the Chiefs of
Police: it isn't the naughty films, or the naughty cheap beer, it's
the people you need to deal with, or is the cover provided just too
convenient not to hide behind?
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