Sunday 9 February 2014

Spin, After a Long Illness...

Maybe I'm old, and my memory embellishes the carefree days of yesteryore, when someone would look you in the eye while fucking you over and actually, y'know, try to lie to you about it.

People used to put thought into their duplicity.  Make some effort at trying to pull the wool over your eyes.  Give a crap about giving you crap.  It was actually a sign of respect for you as an individual, that your feelings mattered somehow - more than that of an inanimate rock or spot of mildew, at least.

But could it be that those days are behind us?  Is it now acceptable to show blatant disdain for notions of fairness and morality, without so much as a shredded veil of euphemism or a thin pretense at weasel-words?  I fear this dark circumstance is upon us, and it's not what I wished for when I wished for the end of spin...