We wheeled dad out to the TV room, and he sat there a bit sad because the NY Yankees are on a west coast swing, so my nephew and is were flipping through channels of the mindless TV until we realized the MTV VMA awards. I sat there watching the lip-synching, the over-processed efx with sight, sound, pyro, and costumes. It is all that I probably am against with “live” entertainment in that you have to cue and program everything, as there aren’t humans that actually can move all the parts in synch that well.
The coup de gras was the robotic cameras and stage movers that when they panned in tight, you realized it was lip-synched world. “live entertainment? Uhm…ahh….”
when I watched the award and listened to politically correct, all-inclusive, agenda of hip and cold, I thought, “yeah, I get it, at their age, I thought I knew something too!”
The interesting irony is that I am sitting here having “reality” and “live living” with my father making a transition from this world to the next. What a gift it has been. I feel bad for him, but I get to watch someone going out almost on his own terms.
This morning the hospice nurse was here, and she brought along a social worker and dad had some really profound and straightforward questions about death he asked them. The reality is that they are ones that we can guess all we want, but the only entity that really knows is the creator of it all.
Right now, he is sitting at the table and just not having a great day. He is a lot better than a week ago, he has made peace with his mortality. My mom? hell, perhaps it is a genetic makeup of women, but they want to feel in control or have control. The reality is in this journey you don’t have any power, and you have to let the process go and take you wherever it leads. That is where you get peace.
But with people, it is incredible how we are taught and think we can control life and how we idolize the bright lights and massive paydays of fame and fortune that only a few actually achieve. It is why I always tell people to follow their genuine passion and NOT the fame/money route. The first will provide you with endless days of fulfillment. The second might give you some nice stuff but probably will destroy your heart and soul.
I had more fun watching my “reality TV” with dad in his chair than all the vanity based TV awards shows?
Maybe that is why there isn’t “live” award shows anymore. Few can really play it well and live.
soon the robots are coming - digital actors and musicians. all created by AI to pander to that section of the market that wants to escape reality.
I remember 25 years ago with the immersive show we were doing, and how the crowd could control it – today – I think it would be really cool to try again, but I think I am meant to take that knowledge to help people get more in touch with reality than to escape it.