[From Greek omphalos (navel) + skepsis (act of looking, examination). Ultimately from the Indo-European root spek- (to observe) which is also the ancestor of suspect, spectrum, bishop (literally, overseer), despise, espionage, telescope, spectator, and spectacles.]
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always great fun. We drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem . We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents . We played with worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out any eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
sociologically speaking, media research *is* the engaging research of prague, particularly of charles university. methods, seminars and out-dated buzz words revolve around lazarsfeld. one student even told me that if you are ever in doubt of an exam answer, that answer is lazarsfeld. i will remember that. sort of like me and baseball trivia answers....sandy koufax. it isn't that i've no interest in lazarsfeld. in fact, i do, but in research methodologies, not necessarily in media research. as is the case in european universities, a portion of the class is dedicated to seminars, during which students give presentations. i must add here, that the professor doesn't hesitate to mention that some topics "could be for the ladies" and some for the men. hummmph. we are to choose these topics from a four page bibliography of articles. i simply can't decide... i bet i won't go wrong if i choose from lazarsfeld. no classes today.....dying for a cigareta! 3 days......grrrrrrrrr
i have been downloading the few tv shows i watch (Lost, Heroes, Girlfriends) and a movie or two at iTunes. i am not a huge fan of what my grandmother used to call "the nutbox", but i do like to curl up with a good movie! i found Jaman today after lots of frustrating searches for sites that only supported windoze media. i am impressed and happy!
"Sorry, this video is not available in your country." at least half of them. no longer as impressed...as happy. :(