>Fake christians who spend more time in front of their TV being brainwashed than actively thinking for themselves.>>
This! What happened to loving God with your mind or Jesus as the way, truth and life...nope. TV is God to them.
TV is the mind numbing drug of the masses. "I saw it on TV" is the sad response of the indoctrinated masses when I ask them where they heard some silly assertion. I laugh out loud when I hear this even though it's more sad than funny.
I was asked to babysit a couple of toddlers for friends who wanted a night out. The kids went into hysterics as I searched on their TV (which must always be on ) for a nature show. They kept screaming and crying for Sponge Bob till I gave up. The skit of the evening was about dangerous harmful news. The sea creatures rioted and invaded the news station to shut it down and take all the newscasters money. The kids loved it as I was horrified at the blatant propaganda being presented to children.
Next time I was asked by the same parents to care for their children I unplugged the TV, took away the cell phones to stop the video games and disconnected their computer. Tricked them into going outside where I conned them into chase games as they schemed on getting back to their electronics back. Not on my watch, kids!
Twenty minutes before their parents were due to return I made a deal they could have everything back if they cleaned their messy room. They agreed and spent they next twenty minutes cleaning and putting away their things. Their parents arrived and I told mom and dad where the phones were as I left.
The new generation is welded to their devices, games, social media and entertainment of constant fictional movies. They live in a fictional cartoon version of false reality.
I see parents ignore their children's efforts to gain meaningful attention and then hand them a cell phone to play games on. Went to a small family Thanksgiving dinner but everyone who wasn't making dinner was glued to a phone so I left. The hostess chased after me wanting to know what was the matter. I told her I didn't really come for the food as I can feed myself well enough alone but came to socialize with her family. If they would rather look at their phones and not even speak to me it was pointless for me to be there. She can give me a plate to take home if she liked. She was outraged and accused me of being controlling. Nope, they can do as they wish and ignore me, refuse look up to even greet me but controlling was demanding I sit with people who prefer their devices rather than have conversation.
When I was a child the TV was strictly forbidden when we had guests visiting and most strictly forbidden for family dinner. You could listen and participate in conversation or as a child go out to the yard and play games with your cousins. We self organized games based loosely on school games and decided beforehand on any rule changes. We experimented with fireflies smearing their guys on our shirts to form letters, played jousting with smaller kids being the jockey, Simon Says and a bunch more games. Then we would line up to take turns cranking the ice cream machine until it was too stiff to crank and then my aunt would help dishing it out with children served first.
I hear you. Resonate with much of what you said. The sad game our family plays if we are ever at a large restaurant or a public space is to count the number of people NOT on their phones...we often can't find one. I was traveling through a large airport for work recently and stood in the middle of the concourse and could not see one person talking to another human being in any direction..., everyone on a device. It felt like I'd got off in some budget dystopian novel, but it was the world we live in. People have grown up glued to a device, a screen and hence a digital reality/existence that when we try to show them reality, its as if we are speaking of a fantasy world to them.
I also share what sounds like a similar up brining...outdoor all day, creative, imaginative, learning from mistakes, figuring out life and relationships. It was amazing the shock on people's faces, as if I was some kind of child murderer, when I suggested our kids under 10 ride their bikes over to their cousins house 1 mile away (recently moved near to them) so that we did not need to drive them back and forth. Everyone is so damn afraid of everything these days, it is not wonder we are in the mess we are in. I was riding so far out of town by 1st grade with my friends growing up, that parent's today would die of shock. The world has changed.
Thanks for sharing your experiences. It is nice to know there are others out there with similar thoughts and experiences.
>could not see one person talking to another human being in any direction..., everyone on a device. It felt like I'd got off in some budget dystopian novel>>
This is straight out of the book "1984"."The people will not revolt. They will not look up from their screens long enough to notice what is happening."
Yes I rode my bike all over. We had a seasonal beekeeping business split between Nebraska and California. California was an urban setting for the residence but Nebraska was quite rural. In Nebraska I roamed further with or without bicycle. The shortcut to the shop was through cornfields so no bike and I was never wanting to go a mile up the gravel country rode to then use the state highway for the next mile. Way too many semi trucks which scared me.
In California I was never more than a few blocks away usually until I was about eight and began to make trips to a petshop at the mall several miles away. Imagine an eight year old kid balancing a large package of aquarium gravel on his handlebars. I was too proud to ask for a ride but not too proud to ask for money to get just one more fish.
I checked out library books and purchased how to books to ensure I had the most beautiful aquarium and healthy fish.
When I was about six grandma bought a color TV. (grandparents raised me) I was thrilled and soon glued to that TV most of the day. Grandma said nothing but before the week was out the TV vanished. When I asked grandma told me she had returned it and I should go outside and play. Best decision she ever made.
By the time was eight and had my beloved aquarium I was also going out to work in the bees with grandpa and staying out, sleeping on the ground with spiders and bugs while grandpa slept in the truck. First trip this happened I was in shock and stood there in the field crying but there was no solution but laying down in the weeds to sleep.
So why did I agree to go with him to move bee apiaries and was even eager knowing I would be sleeping outside? I got to use the bee smoker to keep the bees passive and timing was key. I got to use a hoe to remove weeds for the hives and just riding in the truck was an adventure. North on I5 over Tejon pass and back again the next morning. Plus grandpa would stop at the old Fort Tejon to nap while I explored.
Most of all I had a sense of pride that I was useful and needed. This is what kids today really lack. Grandpa was taciturn and never gave praise but when he asked me to go work with him I always felt a sense of happiness. I would have moped about and resented not going. Summers were great that way.
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