It must have been the sixth grade when I took a liking to politics. I remember being the only twelve year old who watched CNN like many Christians watch televised sunday morning mass, except everyday. That was the routine, wake-up, eat my always delicious Huney- Nut Cheerios, head out to the bus stop, work my way through the school day, every moment fantisizing and day dreaming about the orgasmic moment when I can beak out of the front doors and conect myself once more with my beloved CNN. Suprisingly, I wasn't one of those outcasted sixth graders with the low self esteem. How I managed that, I still can't figure out.
It was at that time that my step father took notice in my budding interest. Rescently I've been thinking maybe it was at that time I started paying attention to my step fathers corrupt view of, well, everything. We had never had a normal conversaton so it was strange converting from nonexisting conversations to daily ethical and political dabates. It usually started with the usual complaints that the media was to conservitive and that his friend who said differently was completely wrong and did'nt have a clue what he was talking about. Of couse me being the stubborn yougin I was I had to argue back. Having my extensive background in CNN logic and inteligence, I always thought I had a good chance of having the last word. It never worked out that way.
After a few years passed and I got into high school, I had given up the arguing and decided it was best for the both of us. It was because of his constant displeasure with the media that got me thinking these past few months. As a first time voter, I've been paying more attention to the news then to my lonely, attention deprived homework. In the past year I have also discovered The Daily Show and The Colbert Repor. Even though these two shows are meant to humor those who choose to tune in at ten o'clock at night, they seem to capture the faults of the current media hysteria, better than my nieve step father once tried to accomplish. Although, I am starting to realize that some of what he said back in the unforgetable dabating days had some merit.
I rescently occupied my tuesday night with the continuous coverage of Super Tuesday. I think I counted around 12 channels, on cable, that were covering the long awaited 2008 election benchmark. One of which was in spanish which I found quite exciting. But I stuck to my loyal CNN most of the night but I did some thumb muscle, burn flipping durring commercial breaks.
I noticed the numbers and the colors and the polls and predictions and arguments and my favorite was the confidence that each station liked to flaunt.
Each station was continuously rambling off some percentage or labeling dozens of different colors. After a while it was almost impossible to keep track of which station was talking about what statistics and which station was using which colors. It was a relief though, I must say, the next night, on "Super Hump Day", John Stewart set my mind at ease with his dreamy manlyness and his much needed recap of the confuzing night before. Turns out that I was not alone in the confusion, so was the rest of America.
This brings me to my final thoughts on the media. I believe that I have put to much faith in the news. With the upcoming election, I can only imagine what will be displayed on my oversized telivision in the upcoming months. I am sad to say that CNN and I have decided to take a break. I found he was just like all the others out there.
Friday, February 8, 2008
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