Let me start off by saying that this thread revolves around something i feel very strongly about. This thread regards to the passing of information. I
have become disappointed over the years after gaining insight on how information truly travels. What is information? Information, to my own definition
of the word, is new (timeless or breaking) data that stores in your mind for you to judge. How is information developed, through my own process of
thinking, is simply an idea from that judgment. In reality... it all goes back to Pi. I was recommended this movie last week by a friend. He said he
was certain i would love it because of what it talked about. Turns out he was right. The movie mentioned something i theorized about early this year,
and it was about this...
The possibility of infinity. I do not know too much about this stuff so pleas excuse me if i speak without true proper knowledge. This infinite
pattern sort of reminds me of the same concept of "who came first? The chicken or the egg?" some suggest that the egg might have come first, but
where we there when it initially happened? How about the passing of information?
When something happens, the entire world cannot possibly know about the event at the same time without the aid of broadcast communication. In the
event that something were to occur... lets say an ancient pyramid disappears from the face of Egypt. How many days, how many weeks, maybe even years
before this event becomes common knowledge. The average person does not know it but we all share common sense. We want to be loved, we want to be
treated with respect, we don't want a fake drug war which happens to be the catalyst to our root problem here on earth. We want truth, we want what
is right, we want absolute freedom with a truthful government that doesn't kill behind the public's back. When i was in high school i learned that
honest information cannot be passed along for the benefit of mankind so easily.
I never really cared about the pop life, and celebrities, and the drama that all the boys and girls in my school were into following. I was always on
the creative side of things. I needed to discover new things to feed my brains appetite. Little did i know, i ended up in a journalism program in my
senior year of high school. Despite the reasons i wanted to originally join the program, i later became disappointed in journalism for what it truly
was becoming or had becoming for the last couple of decades. How does the public receive new information outside their daily boxes? How can new
information enter the mind of someone who works a 9 to 5 or a grave shift alone in the dark? Sure you can argue that a student can be in a group of
the same folks for months before doing the same in another semester, but does he get the liberty of discussing his ideas to the class for hours on end
each day? The answer is No. The teacher, which is the control of the class room and the mother of information is the one who has the right to lecture
for hours about the topics he thinks are important, regarding timeless subjects or breaking ones. Most people grow up to have common similarities
despite them ever interacting with a mass group of the same faces daily. We breathe, we can think, we can see, have sex and even reproduce.
I mainly joined the journalism program because i was promised a photographer class duty. I was not there to write stories and write thing's that the
entire school would be exposed too. I was there to follow that guy around and take his picture along with the pictures of stories happening in our
school. Unfortunately the teacher who had offered me the position ended his roll in the class and was replaced. In the news paper world you have the
Along with some other things that can contribute to your judgment process, if interest sparks from the knowledge you already collected over that
subject. What do you know? I found myself wanting to participate in the writing process after all. During the course of me being in that class, i was
on the verge of being kicked out twice, i was accused to stealing, and jeopardized my friends changes of passing the class. As a true journalist, i
tried to cover the most hardcore stories, the stories that were controversial and that i knew were protected under the schools journalism regulations.
Breaking news is happening all around us... weather its inside our cube, weather its outside in the open were the locals can see it. It never stops
happening because we don't stop moving. This news that occurs everywhere is protected by those in control of the system. In my case, since i was in
high school, it was the administration. The replacement teacher was great, she was a true bad ass at teaching that class, and i feel was also a victim
of high rank pressure's. I found myself in the middle of stories that were really interesting yet restricted by administration or whatever reason
that couldn't come up with themselves. Let me tell this to you, the few who will read this thread. Information can be controlled, like electricity
can be controlled. If you understand this concept that its easy to understand life for what it truly is from here on out. Control is heavy factor for
the reasons you know what you know.
[edit on 10-6-2010 by drkid]