The more advanced we get as a society, the more people want health investigations.
I heard recently that a group wants to limit TV usage to two hours for people over sixteen and nintey minutes for people under 16. How the fuck would you even begin to enforce something like that? The harder I try to work it out, the only conclusion I can come to is some additional hardware that monitors the usage, has usernames and passwords etc, for each member of the household. Which, of course, would have to be paid for by the user. Which means it would be in the region of £400 from the Government. It makes no sense to me, but whatever. Apparently the idea of people realising that most of the shit on TV is, well, shit and no longer watching it is far too easy. I should expect nothing else from a nation that can't even seem to keep people out of its own borders these days, should I.
Then today, I read about some whiney pansy group wanting an investigation into wi-fi. Now. I can't stand Wi-Fi, but I have it. It is right next to me right now. It is on 24/7. I am in this room for upwards of 18 hours a day. I still haven't needed to go to the doctor, or hospital, for a condition I didn't cause myself (Read: Mishaps with modding, dremels etc.). Wireless, in the UK, is 2.4ghz. Last I checked, that doesn't even kill pidgeons, even if you tied the pidgeon to the wireless router and fed it daily, it would probably die of old age. Of course, someone somewhere would launch an enquiry and find out it died of a mild case of obesity, as it got very little exercise.
The world has gone mad, and I blame the Americans. They decided it was not right for anyone to die of anything except extreme old age. Anything else must have an immense six month enquiry, so someone can blame some broccoli, or a malformed carrot, perhaps even that bowl of oatmeal.
When did it become the way to be, when causality was the way of everything to do with health. Some things are obvious, you eat fat, shitty food (Read: McDonalds), you get fat and fill your arteries with crap. You have a heart attack. You smoke obscene amounts of cigarettes, you get lung cancer and die.
Apparently, now, you watch TV and you die of.. Some disease that no one has ever heard of before, I think it's pronounced 'mediasensationalism', which comes with symptoms such as retardation, fear that everything is going to kill everybody, obsessive questions asked about Mrs. Jones, who died at the age of 102, incase eating broccoli killed her, and if she'd just stayed away from it for those 102 years, she might have made it to 110.
In short: Whiney health faggots need to fuck right the hell off. People will, for ever, do whatever they want, regardless of how carconagenic it is, and there is nothing at all you can do about it now, nor in the future. So please stop, you're ruining what's left in the world that is actually fun.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
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