I’ve been stupid for a long time. There’s no denying that. For a long time I thought it was due to secondhand (and once, firsthand) inhalation of pot smoke. I thought it might have instilled in me whatever the young person’s version of Alzheimers is, because my attention span became next to nil. And because a man of science insisted to me (many times over) that even smoking it once can cause the brain to function differently. Even today, just over two years later … I am finding it hard to finish this sentence. Case and point.
But I’m beginning to realize that the problem began in Fall of 2005 when we moved into a (really shitty) apartment where Rogers cable was accidentally left connected from the previous tenants. Television ensued.
One of my favourite authors, Kurt Vonnegut, shunned television from the day it was introduced. And for probably most of my youth and up until I was 20, I found I had little interest in it. I was more interested in learning things. Nevertheless, I didn’t truly grasp his criticism.
Fast forward to 24 hour access to BET, and Kanye West’s breakthrough hit, “Gold Digger”, and life took a 180. Suddenly, there was something to keep us occupied in our 200 sq. ft apartment. (That may actually be a very generous measurement.) And as a result, I do believe I’m stupider than I’ve ever been. I’ve also lost the mild talent for singing that I once had.
I don’t even know the point of this entry. I just turned off the Colbert Report though. That alone should signify great change in my life. We’ll see if my vocabulary and insight improves in the next few weeks.