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Monday Coffee

Duck! The media are coming and they’re after another story of horror from around the world.  Notice how the media seems to go through fads the same way children go crazy for the latest thing?  Whilst they chase the latest Dratini, dreaming of it evolving into a Dradinair, the media are chasing their distressing stories with gusto.  Given the increase in coverage over the shootings in America, bombings and attacks in Europe and now Asia, I do believe the media has a major role to play in all of this.

Grab your coffee and come join me on the sofa and I’ll tell you why…

I don’t like talking about politics or my great dislike of the media, but every which way I turn someone has an opinion.  Since you’re sitting with me munching on some home made fudge, I only think it fair for you to listen to my crazy ranting too! 

It comes down to this: the media feeds the violence.  Yes, yes…we all allow this to happen because we succumb to the temptation of knowing the dirt on the celebrities featured in putrid magazines with so little literate value, they most probably kill brain cells!  Pooh, I can hear you scoff.  Well, think about it.  This generation has been fed the general behaviour of lower forms of society and it has become such a norm that we don’t even blink when we see kids and young men and women using colloquial words/terms  or mannerisms that derive from rappers, gangsters and, dare I say it, the ghettos of America.  From Asia to Europe, Africa to the sunny UK, people are adopting such ridiculous standards of behaviour, it’s embarrassing! Now that’s just a low level problem.  Pick it up a notch and notice how the media feeds off the awful attacks around the world.  The more gore, the better. 

Terrorists must be celebrating: they are getting their 15 minutes of fame which is enough to incite others to do the same.  I agree it is preposterous to blame the media for the increase in violence; this is something that was going to happen anyway.  It’s the 24 hour coverage with little-to-no facts about the actual situation that annoys me. Feeding the panic, feeding the anger, the hatred and pain of the victims and their attackers makes we want to scream at the ambulance-chasing journalist.  Just yesterday, we had a story fed through the media about some swimmers who were stung by jellyfish on the South coast of England.  In reality, they were caught in a riptide and one person lost his life.  I’m not even sure if they found the last swimmer as I got fed up with the conflicting stories. Today, a post mortem report was given with the true facts, which dismissed the initial story that a wash of jellyfish had attacked these swimmers, causing them to go into cardiac arrest and die (that was the original story posted to the world!); instead it gave a brief statement from the coastguard with true facts and the somber report of the loss of one life. It took hours for this story to be printed but it was worthwhile reading. Why? Because it wasn’t a bullshit story bled out to feed the morbid curiosity bred by the media.

I don’t completely disagree with 24 hour news.  If there is something big happening, of course it should be told.  9/11 comes to mind. But media agencies should have a stronger accountability for the information they put out there and the angle they report from.  True, accurate facts with a supporting witness who isn’t in a state of shock guessing at the cause, actual objectivity and not heavily sensationalised bull to feed the madness that has already descended on this planet.  

People are dying everyday. Attacks are happening everyday.  Can someone guarantee they are no more than the attacks that have been happening over the past few years in different areas of the world? I suppose the hunt is now on to post attacks whenever they happen.  They are no longer background noise; just like the Pokemon that have existed for nearly twenty years. Now that the media shines a spotlight on them, we gotta catch them all…until the next fad roles in.  

Let’s hope it will be the publicising of peace talks and humanitarian work.  Now if I could just find a game that will make it cool enough for the media to pick up on it and hype it up – we might just start the next big craze: pretending that we are really the evolved creatures on this planet and not the poor cousins of ecosystems that have existed long before we knew how to kill each other so efficiently, through arrogant stupidity of beliefs!

Have another piece of fudge and I’ll go top up our cups.  I promise, no more talk of media or Pokemon! 


Our children are dying
Hear their cries outside
Limbs and bodies flying
From the past we cannot hide

Their tears keep flowing
From promises we never keep
Young aching hearts moaning
Broken spirits, a refuge they seek

Lands divided now empty
Futures laid in waste
Weren’t we tasked with knowing
That history repeats its mistakes?

The blood we spill darkens
Mirroring the day’s end
Tomorrow the silence will sharpen
As another baby’s life ends


Copyright Eloise De Sousa (All rights reserved) 2014

Picture courtesy of GAZA – “For the sake of our children, stop the war and make peace …

Five Days of Grateful

For the past couple of years I’ve been following the numerous Facebook feeds of friends and family. Added to that are the news sites and general interest ads we are bombarded with, like it or not. What has stood out for me is the constant push to publish posters with sayings, quotes, general funny remarks which are sometimes not so funny and stuff that shows their stand in life.

My favourite shared post has been five days of grateful. It’s where you are nominated to share three things you are grateful for in your daily life with friends, family and strangers for a period of five days. Either during that time or on your last posting, you get to nominate three people to pass on the baton so to speak. The reason I love this type of sharing is that it gives an individual a chance to express their own positives in their own words, not borrowed scripts. We constantly search for an appropriate quote from a famous or infamous character of our past to add depth and meaning to what we want to say. Sometimes, simple words spoken from a individual carry more weight.

Going through my positives this week, I felt a theme in my gratefulness. Each day I woke up to the news of war, murder, sickness, death and it made me question my comfy life. The things I take for granted everyday and the family I don’t always appreciate. It made me realise that for some, their gratefulness would be the simple fact of being safe, having their family safe, living another day. I harp on this in my blogs because one man challenged me recently about a posting of a video on Facebook. I was against it as I truly believe we should be careful what we share, especially in fragile times like these where we could innocently inflame a war through posted pictures and videos.

He questioned my background and my reasoning for not standing up and fighting for what’s right instead of sitting quietly in a corner. He was right of course. We all have to make a stand against injustice in this world for it to be stopped. But there is a right way of doing things and a wrong way. I do not support the sharing of graphic violence on media sites in any way. Yes, people need to know what has happened, but they do not need to see children being killed for it to be a reality. We have numbed ourselves to the horrors we watch everywhere because few are brave enough to say, NO! I don’t want to see it to believe it.

There is another way. Whilst the media and social sites spew out the negatives, I feel we can reinforce this world with positives. Sending out messages on why we are grateful, showing the humanitarian work of heroes in war torn areas fighting the battle to keep people alive with next to nothing. Spreading the message of good temperance instead of fuelling hatred and of course, moving our butts to help out through aid or donations of clothing, blankets, etc. Pay it forward in different positive ways. It might not move mountains but it sure as hell beats drumming out vitriolic statements of hate. The media and governments have that nailed!

So if you get a chance, send out your five days of grateful or even better, post them here. I’d love to read them. It might not make a difference to some, but to me, it keeps my world sane!