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               April 3, 2005 - "They Shoot Horses Don't They?" 
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                April 2,
                  2005 By Bob Patterson   This columnist went for a walk on the Ocean Front Walk along Venice Beach recently and when we got to the border
                  with the City of Santa Monica, we remembered that was where the old Pacific Ocean Pier was located.  Local lore has it that the film They Shoot Horses Don’t They
                  did some location filming on the famous tourist attraction.  That film, based
                  on a novel by Horace McCoy, was about a marathon dance contest back during the depression. 
                     Why haven’t they
                  updated the concept and done a reality TV series about such an event?  They could
                  film it extensively and break it down into several weekly episodes.  Heck, it’s
                  getting like the Depression again and folks are desperate for money just like back then. 
                  Now, on Reality TV they eat all kinds of unpalatable stuff just for the cash and the exposure on TV.  If they’ll do that, then surely some folks are willing to bop ‘til they drop for cash prizes.   The strong possibility
                  that the suggestion to revive the marathon dance is not too outrageous makes a columnist ask himself where will the line be
                  drawn?  These days what does it take (other than naughty words) to go over the
                  line on television?   They have pay per view
                  cage matches on cable TV these days, don’t they?  How long until they get
                  the old gladiator routine fired up again?  They could go to some country with
                  lower standards that the US (Shangri La?) and have a pay per view, real life and death contest.  The Roman Circus lives again, surely some remote country could extend the hospitality for such a spectacle
                  to be staged inside their borders.  Heck, the winner could go double or nothing
                  with a Lady or the Tiger final episode, perhaps.     What about a show that
                  features terrorist interrogations?  What ever happened to Joe McCarthy?  Can’t you just picture him being the M.C. and someone asking him: 
                  “Have you at long last no humanity?”  Isn’t he dead?  Aye, lad there’s the rub!   You couldn’t stage
                  a show like that in the US, but isn’t there an old adage that if a thousand business men do it, it can’t be illegal?  Well, then if such a show originating outside the US and could get sponsors, why couldn’t
                  it be shown on cable pay per view?     [When they show police
                  pursuits here in LA, why don’ they have small banner ads rather than the promobabble nonsense they run in the lower
                  part of the frame?  They could probably sell such crawl ads featuring energizer bunnies ads for long chases and/or Pennzoil ads for car performance enthusiasts?]   Wasn’t there a foreign
                  film (from Sweden or some such) a dozen years back that had the premise that the woman in the movie was dying of an incurable
                  disease and her demise and death was part of a TV show?     The poor working class
                  in the Scranton area has progressed from the events shown in The Molly Maguires to
                  an Americanized version of The Office.     Such reality TV might be
                  called “low brow,” but have you seen the continuing deterioration of the attempts to have an intelligent debate
                  style consideration of controversial issues?  It’s only a bit of an exaggeration
                  to say that Edward R. Murrow has been replaced by that sly old fox, Soupy Sales.   The 20th century
                  philosopher, Monty Python, has said:  “Contradicting isn’t arguing”
                  -but the people who do the political analysis shows don’t know that.   Visitors to the Columbia School of Journalism site with coverage of reportage of the 2004 USA presidential election read repeated examples of how presenting opposing contradicting
                  statements is being marketed as “fair and balanced” news coverage.  After
                  the election the Columbia analysts have continued their online critical assessment of the American media’s performance
                  and they continue to point out that contradicting statements are still being presented as objective news coverage.   There is a tendency for
                  fact discrepancies to arise during a tennis match.  “That was in!”  “No, it was out!”   For
                  tournament play aren’t impartial witnesses, whose only function is to adjudicate such irreconcilable claims, paid to
                  make the calls?  Shouldn’t that be the mission statement for journalists
                  in a country that believes in a free press rather than Monty Python style verbiage which might include cleverly disguised
                  government subsidized propaganda?      Have you seen the coverage about the condition
                  (while she was nearing death) of Terri Schiavo?  Some of the anecdotal evidence
                  about her condition seems to directly contradict other accounts of how she looked and was responding.  Did anyone think to let an impartial reporter (or if necessary a trio) into Ms. Schiavo’s hospital
                  room for a first hand account of her ability to respond to voices and faces and an accurate description of her demeanor?    With all the coverage and
                  punditry about the Schaivo case, has anyone any where asked if the concept of ending the suffering of a horse with a broken
                  leg should be considered by the liberals or the compassionate conservatives?  Didn’t
                  Germany have an agency for their Fatherland Security, called the Geheime Staatpolitzei, 
                  whose agents could shoot anyone, anywhere at any time?  Isn’t the
                  quick ending of such suffering called a coup de grāce?  Wouldn’t a sudden termination of her life be more humane than the long slow demise?  Has any pundit advocated a quick end to her suffering?   She’s
                  starving to death, and don’t most folks refer to hunger pains?  No one,
                  it seems, has raised those points.  If any of our regular readers come across
                  any such commentary on the Internet (maybe you’ll find it on cursor.org   In California, TV viewers
                  are being treated to two diametrically opposed ads that indicate that the governor is either: 
                  A. being very frugal with his education spending or:  B. has borrowed money
                  from the education fund that he doesn’t intend to repay.  Could both be
                  true?  Maybe he borrowed the money and is now spending it wisely and will face
                  the problem of repaying it later?   While this column was being
                  written, CBS radio news was reporting that new documents obtained from the FBI indicate that the Saudi Royal family and members
                  of the Osama bin Laden family were permitted to fly out of the USA after 9-11 while there were restrictions on aviation in
                  place.  Critics of documentary film maker Michael Moore, said that his inclusion
                  of that allegation in his film, Fahrenheit 911, 
                  was an example of biased journalism.  The debate about that particular
                  aspect of the controversial film boiled down to “It happened.” vs. “No, it didn’t.”  Now, we know.   Nietzsche said “that
                  which does not feed me, destroys me.”  Doesn’t that philosophy also
                  apply to facts in news stories?  A fact which is valid enhances a news story,
                  material that is fabricated doesn’t.   Is it too late for a web
                  pundit to summarily dismiss the implications of the special treatment for the Osama family, and get a verbal pat on the head
                  as a  “nice doggy” style commendation from Hugh Hewitt on his radio show?     Hey, Hugh, we are trying to build traffic here.  Give us a break.  The Second Bush administration
                  reminds us of the admonition of a “beloved city editor” who worked on a weekly newspaper in Santa Monica.  He once advised: “No matter what, deny everything.  It wasn’t me!  It was someone who looked just like me
                  and had finger prints identical to mine!”  Besides what would a Saudi monarch
                  know about 18 al Qaeda terrorists who just by the wildest coincidence happened to predominantly be Saudi citizens?  What would the bin Laden family know about their “black sheep,” rogue, maverick, relative?  (Duya know why the personnel departments ask you to list the information for a relative
                  to contact in case of emergency?  Do American companies really care about getting
                  family news to your relatives or do they want to earn brownie points with “the authorities” if you do something
                  really naughty?)   Michael Moore should be ashamed of himself.  How ‘bout a plug, Hugh?  Was that a good enough evasive
                  conservative style maneuver to win a plug on your show?   These days, Truth is an
                  exorcise in existentialism.  The truth is what you say it is!   Speaking of existentialists,
                  that reminds us of an old bit of graffiti: “To do is to be.” - Sartre “To be is to do.” - Camus “To be do be do”
                  - Frank Sinatra William Pfaff, in a review
                  of Malraux ($35 Alfred A. Knopf) in the Los Angeles Times (Sunday, March 27, 2005 book review section page R9),
                  wrote: “Malraux was the first to understand that the lie no longer exists in the twentieth century, any more than truth
                  does.”  Ain’t dat de truth? 
                  It’s kinda like the truth has become WMD’s, huh?   So, now, while the disk
                  jocky plays the official Swingers’ Club theme song, Frank Sinatra’s Strangers
                  in the Night, we’ll just slip on outta here for this week (hope Michael Moore isn’t watching).  We’ll be back next week.  Until then, may all the lies
                  you tell be believable.  Have a prevarication-filled week.   [Note: if you put your cursor on the underline words and click you will be taken to another web page with more
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