It occurs to me, how miserably we are at the mercy of the media. They can define your culture, your town, yourself. If something newsworthy happens in your town, they can decide whether to interview the toothless drunk, or they can interview someone else. There is nothing that any of us can do about it.
In this case, two beautiful young women were allegedly murdered in a ‘lone gunman scenario’ that occurred this week, just a few blocks from my house. I drove by the movie theatre today, and there could still be seen a true ‘media circus’ vans and satellite dishes still parked in the parking lot. I saw the interview of the owner of the theatre, with her father. I couldn’t help but notice the beauty of all the people involved. And then, just for the sake of investigation, I typed in the words ‘Lafayette La. theatre shooting hoax’, because I’m convinced that hoaxes are passed off as news. That’s a subject worthy of years of study.
Sure enough, there is already out there on youtube, a video that attempts to demonstrate that the thing was a hoax. Nothing convincing.
In the national interview with Anderson Cooper, the point was made by the theatre owner that we live in a sane community here in Lafayette, Louisiana. When a notorious Baptist church came out with a threat to picket the funeral of the two deceased girls, the local on-line community came out with vows to form a human fence in order to protect the funeral service.
Meanwhile, I’ve been asking around, to find out who knows these girls. One of them is getting more attention because she was a member of a local band and proprietress of a couple of head-shops. But it was pointed out by a friend that she was not ‘from here’, as we say. The other victim had a local last name, though I’ve never heard the name Macie used before by someone whose last name is Breaux. These details stick in my brain sometimes and I can’t let it go.
I’ve been following hoax shooting events for a few years now. I’ve never had one happen here in my community before. I can’t say whether it’s a hoax or not. I didn’t even pay attention to it for a couple of days, because there are so many cities named Lafayette that I assumed it was not us.
This one seems real enough, but I’ll have my ears open.
Anderson Cooper interviewed a friend of one of the victims, whose business revolve around commercialization of the culture of Acadiana. When I was in Costa Rica with a young family, I saw this happen and realized what a destructive activity it is. I appreciate that people appreciate what we have here, but there is a line that must not be crossed in promoting it.
Will this tragedy result in increased sales of t-shirts and music? Would anyone be so crass as to indulge in disaster capitalism of this type? I doubt it. So maybe this one time it was a a random maniac, and so why isn’t the narrative focused on care of the criminally insane? No, the narrative is focused, as usual, on gun control.
And everyone acquiesces on this narrative and goes on and on about gun control. If I owned the media, I could come up with a case against monopoly ownership of movie theatres, I could rail against closure of institutions for the insane, I could clamor for city walls and gates.
Yes, if I owned the narrative, I would make a case for city walls and gates that close at nightfall. I would make a case for mandatory gun ownership and training.
I see that movies are much more powerful than guns. So why are movies allowed to be made by people who might be pedophiles, felons, bank robbers, weapons dealers? Why aren’t there background checks for movie moguls? Shouldn’t script writers have to pass the same test as gun owners? Which one has the most power to destroy?
If I owned the narrative, I’d ask why it is that this happened, on a holy level. What was this movie about that they were there to watch, after all? What are all movies about and why isn’t a movie considered a weapon of mass destruction? What is Hollywood about? Why are we going to these movies and what are they doing to us?
The coincidence in all of this, is that this little community in South Louisiana was also the home of someone who is now the top talent agent in Hollywood. He was a friend of mine long ago, but he turned gay and that was the end of it. There was no room for a straight person in a gay man’s life, and so I lost my dear friend. He wasn’t born gay. He knew what was required to make it in Hollywood, and he managed to take Princess Leah’s heart and then he took their daughter and now the gay lovers who raised her and took her from her mom, where are they? What a mess. That is all I can say, what a sad mess.
But to spread this mess to an entire nation through the power of movies and music, that is something else entirely.
New Iberia and Duck’s Drive Inn and Prioux Street and we had a good life then, even though the fabric was getting frayed…we could have saved the world if only we’d not been pulled off track so badly. A family, a union of male and female, a natural attraction brought to it’s logical conclusion, an extended family and history that goes back generations…this is our birthright. How can we throw it away for the mess of pottage that is this…men with men, women alone, our daughters and sons adrift in a culture of death.
I could tell you Mr. Big Shot of Hollywood, that it hasn’t been worth it. Whatever you thought you’d have in exchange for selling your precious birthright, to mix your seed with the money lender’s daughter, to climb the stairway to heaven. Yes, I’m talking to you, Brian. Do you realize that you have the power to change it all back to being right? Repent. Yes, it means admit your mistake publicly and take steps to change. Or else we are all doomed.