Well, it’s pouring rain out today, and once again I’m getting nothing done.
So I toddle over to xanga and find out that revelife wants to feature a post of mine…what does that mean, exactly, I wonder? I never go to revelife, so I’m not sure, but whatever. If someone wants to re-post it, ‘s okay by me, I guess!
I read an interesting column this morning at this_site and thought maybe I’d share it. Seems that our government propaganda machine is working pretty well. The article in question mentioned that the numbers on unemplyment rolls are dropping, signaling the labor market may be stabilizing as the recession eases. Hmmm. What’s odd is that in the same sentence they mention that “the number of Americans filing first-time claims for jobless benefits unexpectedly rose last week.” Does that really sound as if things are stabilizing, if the number of newly unemployed is rising?
The column’s author points out that the actual reason numbers are dropping on the unemployment rolls is that there are lots of people whose unemployment benefits have now been exhausted. They haven’t gotten jobs, they just can’t collect unemployment any more.
Rather than admit that this is an extremely bad indicator, since it means that many have been unemployed for a long time, it has been reported as a positive trend. So much for a free press that investigates and probes to find the answers.
Reminds me a lot of the book 1984, where the Ministry of Truth works full time to rewrite history, keeping everything up-to-date with the current “truths” which have been adopted by the Party.
I also have been mulling another book. Yes, I’ve been reading a whole lot lately…trying to cram as much in before school starting as I can, because reading time could become scarce then.
This book, another one by M.P. Haddix, talks about memories. What if you never forgot anything? Did you ever consider what it would be like to remember exactly what angle the blinds were in your bedroom on the night of July 16, 2001, for instance? And exactly what items you bought at the supermarket one ordinary day twenty years ago? And not only that, but to remember ALL the tiny details of your life like that? And never to be able to forget any of it? Do you think maybe your brain might explode??
As much as I bemoan my lack of a functional memory, it had never occurred to me how very convenient it is that I am able to forget unimportant items. Besides being a mysterious, exciting story of suspense, this book makes you think about that.
And when I think that the people in 1984 are able to quickly and easily erase or change any memory that doesn’t agree with the current “truth,” …well, it’s a weird thing to consider. Even though that is fiction… Just how much do we do that, I wonder? I know that sometimes my husband and I remember an event completely differently, but both of us remember it quite vividly. Do we rewrite our memories sometimes, making them show what we want to believe?