Posted On: Saturday - January 29th 2022 8:16PM MST
In Topics:   General Stupidity  Music  Humor  Media Stupidity  Artificial Stupidity  Peak Stupidity Roadshow
(OK, maybe not in the title, so I'll link to Spotted Toad here. No guarantees, as I've never read him, but the articles look promising.)
Let me first just embed this same video that I found near one year ago, with a guy named James Austin Johnson doing an excellent imitation of Donald Trump. His Trump on Scooby Doo is truly LOL funny. Watch, if you haven't already:
As I wrote one paragraph about under that year-ago post, there's one thing that perplexes me about not just this video, but loads of others the young people are making. Some of these people have, if not funny like this one, very interesting and important things to say. As the independent media we need, people will report on the nasty effects of the Kung Flu vaccines, better remedies for the dreaded disease itself, the stolen election of '20, race realism, whatever, but things that need to be said that the Lyin' Press will not touch or will simply lie about.
Here's what perplexes me. These people won't freaking stay in one place doing this! The guy above is walking around some city that looks like it's in south Florida. He never said where he's going. Some people from the area might recognize some features of that urban landscape and enjoy the puzzle, but he lost me, anyway. With that camera angle, I couldn't tell if he was heading somewhere in particular or just walking around the blocks. Since he's in that nice locale, why couldn't he have sat on the beach and done this? Just sit down, for cryin' out loud, or at least stand in one place.
Then, there are even more of the guys that make these videos as they drive in their cars. WTF is that about? Is your day THAT busy? Long commute, I guess. See, I could see using this time for voice recordings, but with the background of movement through traffic, this really worries me. "OK, wow, this is Ron Unz-level 'I just read 14 books about this, and all the history is wrong!' stuff, but damn, watch your blind spot, man, I want to hear the end of this! "Hey, there's a merge ahead, dude. Quit taking part in the formation of a traffic jam and just drive. It's not THAT urgent. You can tell us when you get home."
I don't know how one can really pay attention to the road while spending the mental effort to talk coherently about politics at the same time. (You gotta hope they have a mount for their phones, at least.) I would not be safe doing this. Maybe I'd be still safer than the guy surfing Peak Stupidity right now and especially the guys commenting on Peak Stupidity right now, or the women putting on make-up or arranging real estate showings.
Yes, these are MOBILE phones**. I! GET! THAT! [/Tucker]. Notwithstanding the iEspionage aspect of these things, I'm still pretty happy I don't have to stop at a diner (yes, diner!) to use a pay phone. I do talk on it when driving by myself on long trips of if something comes up. I don't mind stopping to do something demanding serious attention on it, though. Need to look up a motel? I can stop at the gas station when the time comes, take a leak, get some nabs, look up info about the motels, and even, yes, if I feel a deep need to make a video podcast RIGHT NOW, even pull into a rest area and do it from a picnic table.
OK, stars of the new media: Keep up the good work. Let's make an end-run around the Lyin' Press directly to the people and make the Lyin' Press obsolete. When you do it, though, just, please, stay put!!
Better yet, sit down in a comfortable chair at home and look dignified.* If you're going to do this a lot, like some of these podcasters, set up a bookshelf with a collection of classics showing for the background. You don't have to READ them. Hell, you don't even have to have the real books. Be creative.
Look, I know they don't have any good music now and must listen to the good old rock, so let me just tell these Millennial iPhone jockeys: Yes, they are mobile phones, but that's not what people mean by "going mobile".
This one was my favorite Who song at one point, in the 1990s when I was pretty mobile myself.
I might drive up on the curb
or wreak havoc on the road.
I can stop in any street
and get follows for my tweet.
Keep me movin'.
Tap the tiny screen,
order fair-trade bean
when I'm mobile.
Well I can stream the Grateful Dead
while I text to Fred
when I'm mobile
Keep me movin'.
* OK, for that Trump imitation, the latter is uncalled for...
** Though they haven't been called that for a minute.