Mass(ively Devastating) Communication

Remember when your world was small, not reaching much beyond the population of your high school. Remember how rumors could ruin a person. Every co-ed high school had “the guy who got caught masturbating”. What a stigma! I didn’t know the guy, but I still remember his name, and I’d laugh behind his back even though I was probably pulling on myself at least as often as he was. But that’s the world today, one big damn high school. Everybody’s whispering by the lockers, entire populations spreading rumors and condemning behind each other’s backs. People who define their morals are barfing out crocks of shit. In today’s world fifteen minutes of fame is something to dread, because the world is a big dry field of grass and rumours spread like wild fire. (This tirade was born of nothing more than three newspaper pages, one about Dan Rather reporting from falsified documents, one about an American soldier shooting an unarmed insurgent, and one about Princess Diana having a secret abortion… all invokers of ravenous rumorous opinionation.)