RADIO Granpa FATHER
Half a century separates us can hardly be the time when the voice from the radio was considered mythical, if not mystical. In African villages, and in large urban cities, are suspecting some strangeness-the dreaded white man's witchcraft to voices , talking to people within that small box. Car-and the logic was irrefutable-and those who chatted easily in transistor should always be there!
My grandfather always argued with certainty who is in the secrets of the gods, that what he said he had heard on the radio. Period. His comments could therefore suffer the least because of their focus from almost occult. Or so the radio was a medium (literally and figuratively) that drew on its own, the outlines of a new paradigm of communication then. These were the things then such are they now: the same credo is used for the Internet, new Deus Ex Machina, and where everyone thinks they get the truth. The tool-"The Web", "Web" - today, unlike the radio yesterday, distills an unlimited amount of information which, alas, are strictly held to be true. Why? But because they are on the Internet! C'mon ...
The credibility of the sprawling canvas is well established, the Internet has nothing to justify, it is justified de facto tautological thinking. But with such panache that it obscures the minds less practiced in the analysis. Or so the diktat
Internet is so powerful that all of our lifestyles today are changed, modulated, reconfigured in the light of this new panacea. Because everything can turn a simple click; from home. Hence our apprehension of the surrounding world and our relation to otherness are now considered virtual. Or simply cyber real !
Such evolution / revolution of our psychological ecology there is no more paradigmatic Internet! - Could not be done without collateral damage .... Those who do not have the "peripheral vision" necessary, essential general knowledge, become entangled in the web, stuck in a fatal naivete. Because Internet astray, trap, kill the collective imagination and creativity in favor of a single thought that dare not speak its name.
Religion without spirituality, pagan and secular deity, totem and institution bastard demiurge of confusion, meaning often insignificant territory of digital and symbolic evil pretender to the Internet promotes a culture that encourages orphan and leads to the cult of ignorance ; poaching passing even the spirits of ordinary alerts but betrayed by a inconsequential distraction. Car Internet won, when it does not simply depraved manners obligingly willing to sacrifice. And ease. We know the temptation to appeal at all baked on the profuse prodigality of the Web. In favor of a botched know, borrowed, cheated, stolen
... Even though they all are, everyone believes there incognito in his dark and shameful quest for knowledge. Solely for the purpose of bluffing! The painting is full of pearls that shine in public. Or shape the public man. Or so the plagiarism is not always far from it, the preserve of the ignorant. As he takes a dose of knowledge to know what and where to borrow; as the fisherman who knows exactly where to cast his nets! These fishermen
there yet sinners, are with those whose web is really a working tool, a tiny minority. These mostly surf the web, but neither seen nor known, in the vicinity of opaque borsa pirates of all, the illiterate, the followers of You-Tube, the choirboys and other gurus, fortune tellers , all in a joyous and indiscriminate promiscuity. Fortunately, if some people do it would make little fear of amalgam ...
Internet remains a formidable tool for unlimited applications. It enriches the rich and impoverishes the poor in spirit. It can only get better without risk of ever being exceeded. Like elsewhere in the radio. Now then what is found on one and the other said that remain, it is feared, sacred. As the golden calf certain that once worshiped. My people perish for lack of knowledge ...
EMERY G. UHINDU-GINGALA
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