Friday, December 7, 2012
JR Ewing and Ceauşescu
For many years it was the only thing we were waiting to see on TVs in Romania. Saturday, at 8 or 9 PM. I think it was for a decade or so. Didn't have color. I mean there was no broadcast for color TV until 1983 and receivers until much later
Pamela and Sue Ellen were the prototypes for any male's subconscious dream. Bobby, the gentleman and JR, the tough guy. And the drunk. Larry Hagman, may God forgive him might have given a dreamy sense to many of my conationals' pre-revolutionary cirrhosises.
And yes, it is true. Dreams sometimes can be stronger than reality as a sexy woman can be more attractive than a real beautiful one. (I'm seeing all the time sexy women and poses on the internet and on TV that are sexier than sex itself.)
Why it was allowed? Now i hear Ceauşescu was a fan. He was projecting the episodes obsessively in a private cinema. But now we all also know how much a weak mind can be influenced by his own advisers and trusted entourage.
But not only that. Every singer and type of movie was imitated by different officially professional artists in Romania, and this for not to say mocked.
If it might have contributed to the demise of the communist regime in there? I'd say definitely yes. If it was not the main cause, it was a very important factor. What we knew of the west behind the iron curtain? Anything we saw on TV. But with a twist. Since most of the characters in the soap were rich, we didn't quite realize that it could not have been us and we were all fantasizing. The result can be seen even today as every man with a college degree in Romania, a bit of understanding of English when liberally drinking thinks himself rich.
But that's not all. I have a shred of suspicion that JR's face is a geometrical average between Jimmy Carter's and Bill Clinton's. I see lately less and less conspiracy theories about subliminal messages and stuff. Don't let them die because those theories might be our only hope. If we have not already succumbed to the economic crisis and dare not think any more.
Labels:
history,
philosophy,
psychology
5 comments:
I heard, is it true Kim Jong Il was a fan of western movies? LOL...
I keep remembering over and over episodes in which JR the character was taking over small countries' governments just to get their oil...
What if the actor was not so far from the character? After all he had a liver transplant... Or maybe that one was fake too?
Letting the jokes aside, it is a weird thought that comes every once in while in my mind. What if groups of people use entertainment to entrain large categories into drinking, debauchery and all sort of evil things, like living on welfare, just to destroy them? I once knew a teacher in Romania who had an open relationship with at least one of his high school students (i know for sure because we went once hiking and they literally slept in the same sleeping bag).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ME_zc8hfuxk
Păunescu was inviting the Police out of his shows on stadiums and the second day the cleaning people where gathering undies from under the back rows... Until an accident happened, the power went off at one of his shows and people died in a stampede and then they shut him down...
It might be the long term strategy of right extremists to get rid of the "inferior" people...
When living in Bacău i had an exhaust fan near the kitchen window and we were smoking in there. But my downstairs neighbor was smoking in the bathroom and sometimes smoke came around the pipes or from the vents.
Sometimes in the mornings when i was alone, either writing programs for my customers or playing games, i used to start feeling high for no apparent reason and in those moments i used to "think" that was through some magic properties i acquired during my brief encounter with yoga in highs school...
Like right now, when i keep deleting and rewriting this comment and after deleting i just can't remember what i wrote before... I wish blogger had an option to edit comments or undelete them...
How could one actor like Hagman had taken over a communist country like Romania and make Ceauşescu act mad?
Let's see... Fuck Elena Ceauşescu and film the whole thing?
There are many other versions that come to mind, i can only think of... All kind of fantasies...
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