And who doesn't love a good drama! The media is certainly going crazy and the lies are bad, if the documentary was not about two celebrities who come from the most "international" monarchy due to the commonwealth, then the media would not be concerned with Meghan and Harry and it would hurt us too. But on the one hand, television wants to fill its agenda by hiding the real issues, on the other hand, the world is fed up with the problems of the rich and famous, which bring them to their own dimension and become fairy tales. Of course, if you belong to the category of those select few who collect from their former military career 45,000 dollars a year, you have inherited from your grandmother (an unknown amount, but her fortune reached 500 million dollars), from your great-grandmother 8 million . dollars, from your mom's fund 450,000 dollars a year and your income from the duchy reached about 7 million dollars a year, if you drive the most expensive AUDI model and live in a 1,350 sq.m. villa. in Montecito, California, generally if you can wake up in the morning without thinking about how you will get through the day, none of your drama is ancient Greek.
Since Meghan and Harry decided to distance themselves from the royal family, with the sole purpose of protecting their "privacy", the global public has enjoyed the exact opposite. The constant exposure of the couple to the media. And where we thought we got rid of the "royal pests" of England, they struck again with a documentary and a book.
You don't call it investigative journalism, but it really takes guts to burn 6 hours of your life and a few brain cells to watch the documentary about which tons of Chinese ink, real and online, was spilled and tons more to find the details. – treasures of the book! An investigation that would result in bitterness, sadness, rot, horror, subculture and outrage and picks up whiskey and valium.
Between ups and downs and contradictions, the couple of self-destruction and misery tries again to tell the truth, and you wonder, has he been selling us nonsense and lies for so long, or what else can he tell us, about a life that only drama could be the daily cleaning of the house with Swiffer? Not a little, not a lot, the documentary is endless blah-blah, a horrible rehashing of the hardships Meghan went through in the media and how Harry had to protect her and their privacy by resorting to the same media that they made life their own. In a sentence, that's called pull me even if I cry.
If with the interview with Oprah they give a foretaste, the documentary is a five-course dinner with every extravagance and detail of their lives. About the secret weekends and attempts to hide their bond, when at the same time these moments were photographed from a hundred different angles. About how Megan was accepted by a family that she would later accuse of racism. Where and who to convince with these, that is, when 1.7 million, 2.9%, of the British population are mixed couples and when 9.5 million British citizens, that is 14.4%, have been born in another country . If the British are not learned in multiculturalism, then who are? Harry's incredible exaggeration that the commonwealth countries lost their golden opportunity for full independence after his wife left, as if Jamaica and Barbados were waiting for a feckless American woman to make them independent! In the documentary, Duke tells us how much he regretted wearing a Nazi uniform to a party in his youth, to write in the book how he killed 25 Taliban. In the book he is the spare, the second in line spare son that his bad dad never had and for the intellectual of soy, he has a lazy brother who bothered him, while in the documentary he confesses that he misses his family and over everything is a victim, the one who is wronged by everyone in the family, as they did with his mom. Everything after six hours ends in the Golden Raspberry faux confession and non-existent problems. Whatever sacrifice they claim to have made, Iphigeneia will never be. .
The Duke's bitterness and grief at the rot of the royal family and the horrors that his family and media have brought to his life are propagated through the subculture of the same media that supposedly pushed him to the Buckingham emergency exit through techniques that only the generation Z they could touch, but to any reasonable and down-to-earth person, the profound confession of a spoiled brat could only cause indignation. If all this is not misery and self-pity, then what is?
But the issue is not the whims of the prince and a diva of bad times. Our issue is the privacy of our lives that has gone for a walk. Because the bottom line is that guys like the Sussexes have been at the forefront of the struggle to get many in the media trying to "upgrade" and are successfully promoting the latest trends in self-victimization and the loss of privacy in our lives. An American subculture taking social media by storm.
From a realistic point of view, we all fall and rise, worship and loathe, fear and anger, love and hate, laugh and cry, mate and break up, fight and kiss and that's how we move on the path of life, but airing our laundry in the fora it was a rare thing until recently. Getting our inner selves out where we trust and feel safe, even on the psychologist's couch, keeps us balanced, always knowing the difference between social and private life.
The subculture of self-victimization, which both so strongly emphasize, can only cause the creation of an excessive and dubious self-justification that stems from the perfection of our personality, a perfection that is anyway utopian. Constantly singling out others to blame, putting them in boxes of aggressive definitions in a stereotypical way that only American girls know well, the only result is a distancing from the reality that says "if you don't bend down to pick up the soap, no one will suddenly pop out of Behind you". The syndrome TIV (Tendency for Interpersonal Victimhood) , i.e. Interpersonal Self-Victimization Tendency, is the new psychological tendency that psychologist-researchers conclude is seen in people with negative emotions who feel they can resort to unethical behavior and vindictiveness. They obviously point out that people who are characterized by self-mutilation have not necessarily been traumatized or victimized.
But it does not cease to be a behavior that began to spread from the people who have access to the media and the power to influence. And when this behavior is repeated, can it not be copied and become a trend by those who fall into their trap? Of course the Sussexes were not the first to resort to this tactic, nor the first teachers of media exploitation, while the rest of common mortals are exploitable by these media.
Nor is it only this subculture that poses risks. The worst part is the constant exposure of every aspect of your life to social media. The exposure of an image in which many, self-trapped and with no sense of their true feelings, try at all costs to trap others as well.
According to researchers, every time we upload a picture of a restaurant where we eat with friends, every time we post a picture of our new clothes, from trips and excursions, every time we tag friends and places by getting likes, a burst of dopamine in the brain it makes us self-reward and feel satisfaction, while through algorithms some earn in cash. On the other hand, it is almost, if not completely, impossible to protect ourselves and not become the target of criticism through the image we present to the outside, even if we do so with good intentions. And the latter, is what the Sussexes have done with great success. By stubbornly reaching out to the wider public through every available medium and platform, they raised the bar of criticism leveled at them.
Our absolute exposure to the outside creates an imbalance both in our relationships with others and within ourselves. If there is a lesson to be learned from the history of the Sussexes, it is that "in the house, not in the town", how important our privacy is, that is, as a respect for our own existence. And for the Sussexes, hmm who's cracking up…
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