Welcome to reality

Lazy day today with a hangover. Chaz was round for dinner last night and ended up staying till 4am. Ka served up melon for starters followed by a lovely pasta dish. Needless to say we had a few beers and a good laugh for the rest of the night. We switched on the tv around 1am and ended up watching some programme giving us 'through the keyhole' like guided tours of some 'famous' peoples' houses, most of which had some stunningly bad taste. Mostly footballers or ex pop stars. Most of them having more money than sense. Watching these programmes makes you grateful for what you have and thankful for not having the millions to squander which these supposed celebrities obviously do.
In my drousy wake of a hangover today I started reading Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451. Written back in the fifties this is a great story of a future, hedonistic, suspicious society where book reading has been outlawed and any books found are burnt and destroyed. Books are thought to be the main contributors for giving the populace ideas and thusly becoming a threat to the control of society. The main protagonist is Guy Montag one of the firemen, or book burners, who starts reading in secret and starts getting ideas of his own. Not unlike Orwell's 1984 who also used themes of censorship, repression of society and the totalitarian regimes. Both using a sole, single character who is the outsider, the non conformist, who battles the state, at first privately, realising in themselves that there is something very wrong with their society and seemingly only they know.
I feel like that sometimes when I read the newspapers and watch the tv and only find flamin' reality tv. Newspaper headlines, articles, photos, channels that host the programmes, programmes about the programmes, programmes about the programmes that are about the programmes. What is it with all this Big Brother rubbish? Why has it been allowed to survive nine series? Why do people find watching these morons so entertaining? And now X-Factor is back. Gawd save us! Another fourteen weeks (or however long) of hell ahead! Maybe we should be burning our televisions and making television Big Brother illegal? Set up a secret police force that comes round and batters your door down if your caught watching it. Thrown in the back of a van and taken away to a giant rehabilitation centre. Sounds good to me!