Wednesday, January 09, 2008

The Dumbing Down of America

Don't blame George...his inadequacies are a just a side effect of the real ailment.

I recently watched two films- quite by accident- that displayed an eerie symbiosis. One was the documentary "Stupidity" (2004), the other was the comedy "Idiocracy" (2006). The documentary is slow in the beginning, giving the very definitions and histories behind the words we use to describe those deemed less than stellar intellectuals. My mother made me look this up as a child when I got caught calling my sister "stupid" as a punishment. Gradually, various 'experts' are utilized to help us understand the 'dumbing down' of American culture. Let's just say we should not be surprised that we seem a little...behind.

While on the subject of behinds...in the film "Idiocracy" (2006), Luke Wilson plays a man content to make his mark- on a chair- by participating in the professional pass time of "sittin' on ass!" as one of his superiors points out. When he asks if he should stay and train his replacement, this same superior assures him that he feels fully confident that he will figure out the demands of "sittin' on HIS ass". There is a point in history where the number one film in America is called "Ass" and that is what it is...ninety minutes of somebody's arse! This movie is HILarious from start to finish! Mike Judge is a bit pawky in his vision of America: oversexed, dumb as a bag of hammers, violence and logo-obsessed...with a Latin flavor. But the funniest and scariest bit happens in the beginning; Clevons around the world will win out if the intelligentsia don't start getting more primal. Trust me! My boyfriend works with these types; they are breeding us out as you read this.

If you are unable to borrow these from a local video club or 'the people's university' as I did, try to watch them within days of one another. The effect is an uncomfortable hilarity that will cause you to say "Hmmm..." I felt strangely like singing R.E.M.'s "It's the End of the World as We know It". We need to get back to the time when "we wanted to know whose (arse) it (was) and why it was farting" as President Not Sure points out. That way, we can keep it off the screen.


Sorry! But I saw this sort of thing coming when I moved to Florida in the nineties and the 'Booty Bass' music had regressed to oversexed nursery rhymes!

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