NOISE with Background NOISE : all together now?

I was, yesterday and today, taking a look at one blog written by a wonderful old fashioned blogger. By this I mean that this old fashioned blogger does not need slick and nasty words to make a point. So i read this blog through slowly and with thought. A pleasure. This old fashioned blogger has been called in humour and warmth "AntiqueKant". But the real name is "Anticant". ( see links). God bless this non-conformist voice. ( oh dear me I have buggered up there because Anticant is really not that kind of God fearing soul and Anticant is always with a kind of wicked sense of humour.) Anticant does not play with the postmodern words-world. We might suspect that words and deeds fuse as horizons widen. With this kind of atmosphere at work I try to agree with this old fashioned blogger. Yes. Too much damned noise! Too much background noise to support the noise that is already there.

What did Anticant say? ( see the link and see for yourself). For me I understood quite well the absurdity of certain TV and film techniques. Clapping and laughing everywhere. All made by the machine. The noise of most TV is doubled up by the background noise. But this pays and sells and the absurd fairground grows through a kind of Daily Mail SUN that lives with a Mirror. Absurd? Yes. A TV world? Not OK for Anticant. Absurd-Value may be the "value-added" ideal for a UK government but for Anticant this is not OK. Anticant does not agree with an idle audience. Perhaps Anticant has lived before the stage that seperates performers from participants or has lived before the Bank of Blairism finally divided professionals from clients. Clap now! Join the fray! Clapping is Free! Be a free spectator with us or just play along willingly as you think.

All this reminded me of a "free ticket" to a TV show in the 1960s. I was then given prompts to laugh or clap or sigh. People with bill boards stood up whenever we, the audience, should be clapping or laughing or sighing. The words on those boards said clap now or ..... But was this crap first now in the 1960s? Sorry to all ye new turd world (blamers and shamers of youth and we uncouth). But this crap was already going on yonks before and a very long time before. Just to give a recent example from the 1930s in the UK we need only to read "English Journey" by J.B.Priestly. He complained about machines that "made" us laugh or cry in the new fairgound occasions and where all real human fun was now machined so long as we pay to play the game.

It is not suprising that a 1960s Cat Stevens would sing : "Switch on Summer with a slot machine". It is not a coincidence that the American professor, C Wright Mills, would write , in the 1950s, about the "Coin of Fun". It is not a big mystery that the likes of a Bush and Blair enjoy to play their image games with no content and with much popular support. Bullshit pays in an age of contented robots.