Propaganda

The intensity of The Smiths is unbelievable, as is Morrissey's songwriting and Johnny Marr's guitar licks, not forgetting the other two, whoever they were.  

Most of us reading this blog probably live in a world where we can pick and choose our beliefs, this is a wonderful thing even if it means we don't always get along, its perhaps a rare personal freedom we enjoy.

Perhaps one day we will come to a common consensus, perhaps to rally against some terrifying threat from beyond the stars like in a bad science fiction. In reality, the threat is pale, limp and unable to move swiftly outside their saucers when ensconced in our earthly gravity well.  It's impossible to get a random collection of humans to even agree on what's the best way to cook a steak, let alone anything more significant, many would despair that the steak was ever cleaved from the body which once frolicked in the pasture anyway.

Is this really a metaphor for something with more ology than you anticipated? - No, I don't mean Vulcanology. 

So, since there are so many of us believing so many things, we can easily end up believing things that others living in a different culture or even just down the street may find not only un-palletable but entirely un-believable.... Let alone those living in other star systems who find us all hilarious.

We can all be guilty of trying to propagate our own personal belief system to a wider audience, even if we don't realise we're doing it. We can wind up encoding it into creative works or subtly injecting it into conversation. Some of us just make stuff up for fun or sinister ends, and sometimes people end up truly believing things that someone no more godly, knowledgeable or smarter than them has simply invented.

Is After Earth subversive cult propaganda encoded within a summer blockbuster? Some believe it is, not everyone concurs, but after a couple of weeks of release and now available all over the world, nearly everyone seems to agree; After Earth, stinks.  Maybe M. Night Shyamalan, Jaden and Will Smith with this apparently quite terrible film, have come the closest something we can all agree on, whatever our other beliefs. Maybe that was the plan all along... To make films so big and so terrible that everyone will see them and can't help but hate them.  As a result, we will all be united in hatred, disgust and dislike.

Okay, its not great, but its a start.

You know what they say, you can't please all the people all the time, but you can probably make them all vomit through their noses if you try hard enough.