The
Show Must Go On
by
Mike (in Tokyo) Rogers
and Elizabeth C. Gyllensvard
by Mike (in Tokyo) Rogers and Elizabeth
C. Gyllensvard
There's
no business like show business like no business I know,
Yesterday they told you, you would not go far, that night you open
and there you are,
Next day on your dressing room they've hung a star, let's go on
with the show!
~
Irving
Berlin, from There’s
No Business like Show Business, 1954
"The
show must go on" is most probably the most well known phrase to
ever come out of show business. It means that, no matter what happens,
the performance will proceed, as scheduled, for the paying customers
in attendance. Nothing will stop the curtains from rising. True
professional performers and on-camera television talent do not allow
anything to prevent them from appearing on their show. In today’s
highly-paid, ultra-competitive mass media marketplace, this means
something even more extreme: It means that the only way you would
ever miss appearing on your own program would be a death in the
family; and that death had better be your own. Professionals do
not miss a live broadcast simply because their own mother or father
died that day. The show must go on.
Today, in the
United States, with the population growing ever more sedentary,
illiterate, and desensitized, the show runs continually 24/7.
No peace for the wicked, there certainly is no Sabbath day observance.
Today’s American
television fare is a mix of typically traditional styles of tedious
game shows and mentally debilitating professional sports. To
be sure, viewers depend on modern day gladiator’s Xtreme life and
death struggles (well, life and death struggles for at least the
next 180 minutes with a message from our sponsors). The modern
audience is attached to reality by an umbilical cord to the ever-benevolent
state also known as network news. Sprinkle in some celebrity true
confessions, MTV, shopping and cooking shows and you have the ultimate
electronic sedative; a concoction that can further sooth the souls
of even the most docile beasts.
No Viewer
Left Behind
Even the more
inquisitive minds of the modern American state – the one’s who,
as they say, "Want to know" – have been seduced by the
vicarious thrills offered by "Reality TV." An oxymoron,
Reality TV sanitizes cause and effect through the distance between
viewer and the event depicted on the screen: Reality Well, almost. Actually,
it’s slumming. And, may be as close to reality as viewers can
get while watching others talk about their most intimate love secrets
and hidden desires, while cameras, lights, action, a script, a director,
and 15 other TV production crew members lounge about orchestrating
the sham.
Yes,
even so-called Reality TV is scripted. Trust that there is nothing
that you see on TV that is not scripted. Non-scripted TV doesn’t
exist. There is no such thing. Can you imagine a bank robber
doing a job without a well-laid plan? Reality TV may have got
its start from the televised presidential debates. Without a script,
Reality TV would be dead on arrival.
So, why are
viewers taken in? Why do they believe that a television station
could build a TV show without a script? Because they want to,
that’s why.
Television
may appear to be authentically magical but there are no short-cuts
or tricks to producing a program. Everything is planned and scripted
out. That’s the way the sponsors want it to be done.
Fact is, Reality
TV was dreamt up by the elite who represent the antithesis of a
society which spends millions
of dollars a day in denial. The American citizen eschews reality. Proof
is in the president. Just look at America’s crime, domestic
violence, alcohol, and drug abuse problems. Why just a
quick perusal of the words and actions of President George W. Bush
go a long way to prove to any thinking person that Americans
are unable or unwilling to face reality and are currently in a psychologically
devastating mode of denial.
Yes indeed,
there is no business like show business. George W. Bush’s illegal
war in Iraq is evidence of that. For Bush and his neoconservative
handlers, the truth remains: no matter how many fabrications and
special prosecutors, regardless of the venue, whether it is Iraq,
Afghanistan, South America, or Iran, the show must and will go on.
The American
spectator can tune in as US military might murders and decapitates.
Televised war is paid for, sponsored by, and brought to you by the
Bush administration for the entertainment and edification of anyone
with a television. Any rebroadcast of this show without expressed,
written permission is strictly forbidden.
And, what a
show it is too. The current debacle in Iraq, for example, is in
many ways far worse than Vietnam. Perhaps not as many young Americans
are dying needlessly, and perhaps American troops haven’t murdered
as many innocent children, but is there such a thing as a small
sin? Recidivism the repeat of the crime being committed in a different
time and place makes the perpetrator a serial killer, and isn’t
that even worse?
But, let’s
get back to our TV audience. Does it really make any difference
to the American public the identity of the murdered? Doesn’t the
American tax-payer deserve the ultimate in Reality TV? Who doesn’t
like a good murder story? And, as everyone knows, Americans are
always the good guys, right?
Viewer Ratings
& Market Share
Keep in mind
that becoming famous and being on everyone’s TV is just as much
a part of the American dream, if not much more so, than marrying,
having kids, and owning a huge mansion in the country. Even though
everyone dreams of being a star as a child, of course not everyone
can do it. American movies and TV are the playground of the beautiful
people. But besides being beautiful, an on-camera talent in America
must have more than looks. Not
only must they be a part of the beautiful crowd, but also they must
have the connections to get anywhere in the dog-eat-dog world of
American mass media. As the old saying goes, "Ass, gas, or
grass; nobody rides for free."
Don’t
believe that psychotic residing at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Bush
is too modest to boast about this, but his ratings are sky high. The
War in Iraq Reality TV show is much, much worse than the same show
produced in Vietnam some four decades ago. Back in the days of the
Vietnam War, America’s TV news Golden Boy, Walter Cronkite, made
television history by going to the war zone in order to broadcast
the war directly to millions of American homes. Cronkite
reported upon safely returning to New York:
To say that
we are closer to victory today is to believe, in the face of the
evidence, the optimists who have been wrong in the past. To suggest
we are on the edge of defeat is to yield to unreasonable pessimism.
To say that we are mired in stalemate seems the only realistic,
yet unsatisfactory, conclusion…
But it is
increasingly clear to this reporter that the only rational way
out then will be to negotiate, not as victors, but as an honorable
people who lived up to their pledge to defend democracy, and did
the best they could.
The simple
proof that the Iraq War Reality TV show is far worse than the Vietnam
War TV show was can be seen by comparing Walter Cronkite’s 1968
coverage to that of today’s TV news Golden Boy, Bob Woodruff. Cronkite
went to Vietnam at the height of a huge North Vietnamese army offensive,
yet made it back home without mishap. Woodruff was in Iraq, near
Baghdad, on a regular day, no different than any other day, when
the patrol vehicle in which he was traveling was hit by an improvised
explosive device. Woodruff was wounded on a patrol no different
than any other patrol. His body armor saved his life – which, as
Harry
Shearer said, "That must come as a comfort to the troops
who don't yet have enough of the stuff." Fortunately for Woodruff,
on the day that would change his life there was no big Iraqi insurgent
attack.
The
fact that one of America’s star TV newscasters could not be protected
in an armed patrol vehicle while traveling near Baghdad, proves
that the situation in Iraq a situation of George W. Bush’s making to
be a total disaster.
Cronkite
could come back from Vietnam and return to his job; a job that is
definitely part of the American dream. Woodruff is lucky to be alive
after his vehicle was hit; the soldiers guarding him were reported
to have thought that he had died. Woodruff is now living the
modern American nightmare. Unfortunately for Mr. Woodruff and America,
this show will go on.
Is this show
real enough for you?
Thanks
to Alfred
J. Miller.
February
7, 2006
Mike
(in Tokyo) Rogers [send
him mail] was born and raised in the USA and moved to Japan
in 1984. He is the president of a mass-media production company
and also runs a talent agency in Japan. His first book, Schizophrenic
in Japan, is now on sale. Elizabeth C. Gyllensvard [send
her mail] is the product of barbaric Swedish ancestry sharpened
by two decades in Washington DC. She has gone to earth in the foothills
of Georgia.
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