Television taunts me

I really wish I had the ability to mindlessly tune out to television programs like I used to. At one time, the infotainment washed right over me and lulled me to sleep since I was too tired to think about what it all meant after a long day of physical work. In recent years, I can't help but think about the messages that are broadcast to us at all hours of the day, available whenever we want to consume them.

A channel called TruTV is on right now. I question its integrity first because they've allowed Jesse Ventura have a show called Conspiracy Theory or some such thing, warning of the gubmint's endgame of implanting RFID chips in all of us. Granted, we live in a what's rapidly approaching a police state (I don't think that claim is too far off) and it would be darn easy for officials to look into our private lives with the sharing of information that goes on between agencies and telecommunication companies, or the ease the internet provides in snooping on others. I got sick of the white surburbanite hysteria of the RFID, Real ID (or whatever) a while ago because those alarmed by it tend to completely ignore other issues that affect more aspects of humanity--capitalism and consequently climate change come to mind. Speaking of whitey outcry, that brings me to why I am currently annoyed.

It's 1980 in McKinney, Texas, a place where the men are free to be good ol' boys and completely ignore any emotional sissy-stuff that might lure out some latent homosexuality. But we all know that won't happen. And the women, well, from what I gathered from putting up with this show for about ten minutes, they're repressed. They're repressed, church-going, baby-spitting repressed, but they'll smile broadly and tell you everything is how they wanted it. And then cook you a nice dinner you don't even deserve, but they wouldn't tell you that--just eat the food. And like it.

I digress. Anyway, this Candace Montgomery was charged for killing her friend using an axe and then going back to Vacation Bible School (apparently you can get away with calling it VBS around where I live, yeesh) as an instructor literally hours after having done this.

Oh the panicked McKinney-ians(?) at the thought of this nice church woman who baked cookies and wrapped xmas presents and had her other church friends in tow typically--surely not her!

This is a murder by the book special, ooo! Meaning some slim-hipped aging writer by trade, female mind you, is looking to capitalize off of someone's death and someone else's loss, and I'm sure there are quite a few of those someone else's. Anywho, she needs to sell books, and she is going to narrate this tale of tragedy. And what does make it so tragic?

It's tragic because this woman died in a horrific way. It's tragic Candace felt compelled to follow through with something so heinous. To add on top of it, it's tragic that the media yet again allowed headline after headline about the little white woman who didn't! who couldn't! She was a God-fearing Methodist for chrissakes, and that's just not what white women of that socio-economic class do.

Naturally, my next question is then who does it? Who would you, Mr. or Mrs. McKinney of Texas, expect to exact such violence on one of "your own"? Hmm. I'll get back to you on that.

While the lady-writer was narrating, she made mention of the fact that fellow suburbanite moms were worried about being threatened or that *gasp* they could be driven to do the same! Enter Sarah Haskins to clear some of this up.



So once again we find it's almost impossible to fathom that a woman could harbor such psychotic elements in her being, especially if she's small and white. On the flipside, watch out 'cause we're all gonna snap--it's a matter of hours for folks such as myself. Will society ever figure out we're all different types of individuals, not tropes, and start regarding us as such? I'm guessing no, considering the "reliable" media sources many base their truths off of anymore.

Seriously, they couldn't have had one more bland looking fat white dude on there proclaiming Candace's virtues, and their absolute shock in finding out she could follow through with it. I think this clearly shows the attitude towards women in the south around 30 years ago (that view being that they are obviously not human like men are), and I'm guessing that's not changed much, or if the gender roles even have.