Saturday, July 19, 2014

The ones from television...

- "You don't understand. Don't you see? my manhood is in your hands. I love you seagull".
Says Rodrigo to the woman of his life, desperate while crying in the hallway. She looks at him with reluctance, as if not wanting to say what were in her mind...
but she say it, right before a commercial break. 
- "You don't understand Rodrigo. I can't correspond to your love" 

There they are, looking each other's faces in close-up and pretending 'puppy love', Eduardo Yáñez (Actor) and Angélica Rivera (Retired actress, now First Lady of Mexico), on the prime-time soup opera Destilando amor (Distilling love) in 2007; it begins one of the firsts movements from Televisa Group (biggest American mass media company, first in the Spanish-speaking world) to achieve the rise of Enrique Peña Nieto as a public figure... capable of winning the next presidencial elections. I do not know this yet. 

I'm in the sofa watching television some years younger than now, my father is back in the kitchen pouring tomato sauce to the scrambled eggs is about to eat tonight. Mom already went to sleep after a few glasses of wine... and I've spent the last 3 hours watching the dismay of Rodrigo, Rafael, José Miguel, Maria... and so many other names that were born from the minds of television producers which are living in a country where the percentage of extreme poverty is insane. In my adolescence I watched as much soap operas as it was me possible; now I do not watch television, but when I do (once a year), I am surprised to realize that nothing changes. Being one of the most powerful media for so long, television, how could not be used for more humanitarian purposes? a conscientious purpose.

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"Una noticia mal contada es un asalto a mano armada"
(A badly told story is an assault with a deadly weapon)
- René Pérez to the press.

"I let my kids watch National Geographic, that would make them cult". Says a teenager accidentally converted into a woman, at 11 pm, making arepitas (typical Venezuelan meal high in saturated fat and sugars) to her two sons. The children are getting prepared to eat, one turns on the Playstation and the other begins to beg the control to his older brother. What a consolation that they're watching National Geographic. Zebras and lions aren't aware, but they're accomplices of the media movements... everything that is real in this world is not in the Kalahari next to a bunch of trees and monkeys; reality is hundreds of miles northeast, in Iraq, Syria, Palestine... as in many other places... on the north Mexican border, or to the south, further south, in Bolivar's homelands, where a small town that looked like Venice in front of Spanish eyes in the nineteenth century, today, two centuries later, only has the certainty of being in what they call "economical crisis". 

"Write something you think is new
and someone will say that the Greeks
had written it long before you."
-Charles Fort

At least in the art of using cameras we still have cinematography. Everyday there are  high-budget productions paying more attention to the talent instead the economical ambition, and low-budget productions with more dreams and perseverance, discovering new venues and doubts, making this the  less contaminated media from the world's hegemony. The 7th art, still young and more alive than ever, stands proudly from its adolescence, amazed on the new ways to tell stories and the technological breakthrough that offers us new perspectives (angles). From this point, other people have learned and patented other arts in social medias... putting time in discussing big or small issues through a camera. It is unfortunate, perhaps, and this might be a negative side, that this power is sometimes in the wrong hands (a camera is a weapon). 

Anyway... television, long-lived, faces the moment of a generation that realizes that imagination, divine gift from childhood, can become a producer of realities... or, more suitable to their terms, a content creator. There are so many people wanting to say something, and so many others who already have said, that the time for other arts are inevitably coming, even some arts we probably haven't seen yet. It is dying, long-lived, the art of lying to the people through a small screen. But before this last line of hope, in which I intend to clarify the future of society, we cannot forget that... the ones from television, if they die... they become zombies.