It’s bizarre. Or should I say I’m bizarre?
I have watched the first 2 days of “The Casey Anthony Trial” as though I’m watching a TV show! I thought about this today, in how in Florida there is a girl, a young woman who is real and in real time, I am seeing her on TV like I’d be watching a TV show.
I can turn it off. I can go back to my “real life”. She can not. This is not a TV show. She is not able to take a phone call, do some work, go to the grocery store. This is her real life, yet, I assume millions just like me watch her as though she is the best episode of Seinfeld or Hawaii 5 O!
What does this say about our culture, our media, and myself as a person?
She is going to live or die. Wow! And I’m sitting here in/on my comfy chair watching this entire thing unfold! I watch with no comprehension of the emotion that she is going through. I go to sleep every night in a home. After InSession TV signs off it’s coverage, and the court adjourns for the the day, she goes back to a cell with bars, one little toilet, and only enough room to walk a few paces.
“Just because we are allowed by society to be witness to something, doesn’t mean we should look” ~ Earth Zebra