Reply to’Does watching violent movies inspire violence in the real world?’

I simply sighed the first time my eyes caught sight of the question as I perceived it to be pretty rhetorical.Yes is my answer.I will attempt to demystify my point and give plausible reasons just to ascertain that clarity and comprehension has been achieved to the latter.I have five reasons and here I go.
The need to practically apply what you see in real life situation:It is pretty automatic that once you watch a movie,it arouses your curiosity and queries such as’how come?,How did it happen?Can I try?Is it real?’really get the better part of you.You feel like you should try it out practically,only for the trial resulting in huge deleterious consequences.The issue of crime does not just appear in one’s mind abruptly,but is heralded by movies,particularly its addiction.
The kind of atmosphere that exists between the characters and the reason for their violence:the relationship between the characters and what drives them to crime is no doubt a factor.Anybody watching such a movie,especially when hurt or feeling downcast or remorseful,will try and compare his or her situation with that in the movie.The two situations will seemingly be the same,in the viewer’s opinion,and he or she will feel enthusiastic although still bitter,that he has found a remedy to his problems.The result?
Word usage by characters:characters in a movie often use offensive language.It lacks polite nature and etiquette.These words,if mustured and used by people who watch them,to others,may trigger violence.Violence in this case can also refer to domestic violence.When a husband tells the wife”Fuck you!Go to hell you lout!You deserve to rot in hell!”It is quite obvious that the consequences will not be amusing,will they?
The devil’s influence:basing on my strong religious and spiritual background,it is common knowledge that the devil,who in the Bible is ridiculed for theft,murder and destruction,captures people and shifts their attention away from Godliness through movies.Is crime Godly?It is without a shadow of doubt that the devil causes violence by first tricking us into watching violent movies.
Last but certainly not least,some people cause violence just because they are in dire need of fame and cash.It is apparent that movie actors are eminent and earn a lot.one may also be pricked by a feeling of sheer jealousy and greed,and resolve to violence.
To crown it all,that is my view of it.I strongly feel with conviction that if a control measure could be taken into consideration in regards to violent movies and the rate at which they are watched,violence in the society would suffocate.

A simple poem it may be,but the theme that comes out is automatically impressive and the subject matter only doubles my thirst for broad readership of Lewin’s poems.

When I get out
Im going to ask someone
to touch me
very gently please
and slowly,
I want
to learn again
how life feels.

Iv not been touched
for seven years
for seven years
iv been untouched
out of touch
and iv learnt
to know
the meaning of
untouchable.

Untouched-not quite
I can count the things
that have touched me

one:fists
at the beginning
fierce mad fists
beating beating
till i remember
screaming
don’t touch me
please don’t touch me.

Two;paws
The first four years of paws
every day
patting paws,searching
-arms up,shoes off
legs apart
prodding paws,systematic
heavy,indifferent
probing away
all privacy.

I don’t want fists and paws
i want
to want to be touched
again
and to touch
i want to feel alive
again
i want to feel alive
again
i want to say
when i get out
here I am
please touch me.

The poet has created a persona who expresses his(her)bitterness in accordance with his detention for seven years.He has a burning desire to let go of the chains and shackles,and just relish and wallow in pure freedom.He does this in a way that triggers empathy within me,and I feel like helping the persona to give out that lamentative tone.
The word ‘touch’ dominates the poem as can be clearly seen by the repetition of it in the poem.This,the poet does,to achieve reinforcement of the theme:freedom.The persana says he wants to be touched,meaning he longs for freedom,care and love,a meaning that many could have passed it by,and consequently made wrong conclusions in association with the interpretation of the theme of the poem.
Two human needs clearly speak for themselves,privacy concerns and humanity.The persona suffers exploitation and his privacy is rudely interfered with as depicted by stanzas four and five.,yet these are human rights and any stains of impertinence or recalcitrance with regards to these rights are outlawed and the victims should simply own up but their subjection to severe torture as punishment is mundatory.
This should be a lesson to anyone with ill intentions of deliberately causing harm to others,whether physically,psychologically,spiritually or mentally,as the effects enacted to the victim,will surely be deleterious.

A simple poem it may be,but the theme that comes out is automatically impressive and the subject matter only doubles my thirst for broad readership of Lewin’s poems.

When I get out
Im going to ask someone
to touch me
very gently please
and slowly,
I want
to learn again
how life feels.

Iv not been touched
for seven years
for seven years
iv been untouched
out of touch
and iv learnt
to know
the meaning of
untouchable.

Untouched-not quite
I can count the things
that have touched me

one:fists
at the beginning
fierce mad fists
beating beating
till i remember
screaming
don’t touch me
please don’t touch me.

Two;paws
The first four years of paws
every day
patting paws,searching
-arms up,shoes off
legs apart
prodding paws,systematic
heavy,indifferent
probing away
all privacy.

I don’t want fists and paws
i want
to want to be touched
again
and to touch
i want to feel alive
again
i want to feel alive
again
i want to say
when i get out
here I am
please touch me.

The poet has created a persona who expresses his(her)bitterness in accordance with his detention for seven years.He has a burning desire to let go of the chains and shackles,and just relish and wallow in pure freedom.He does this in a way that triggers empathy within me,and I feel like helping the persona to give out that lamentative tone.
The word ‘touch’ dominates the poem as can be clearly seen by the repetition of it in the poem.This,the poet does,to achieve reinforcement of the theme:freedom.The persana says he wants to be touched,meaning he longs for freedom,care and love,a meaning that many could have passed it by,and consequently made wrong conclusions in association with the interpretation of the theme of the poem.
Two human needs clearly speak for themselves,privacy concerns and humanity.The persona suffers exploitation and his privacy is rudely interfered with as depicted by stanzas four and five.,yet these are human rights and any stains of impertinence or recalcitrance with regards to these rights are outlawed and the victims should simply own up but their subjection to severe torture as punishment is mundatory.
This should be a lesson to anyone with ill intentions of deliberately causing harm to others,whether physically,psychologically,spiritually or mentally,as the effects enacted to the victim,will surely be deleterious.

The captivating story triggers the feeling of icy tingles of fright running down your spine.Let’s have a look at it.

“let’s move on,”Templer said,dipping his paddle.As they passed a mother hippo lying in the water,her calf dozing with its chin on her back,the sun was dropping towards the tree tops.In 40 minutes,Templer knew,the group must be at the landing where a truck would take them to their hotels.McNamara bumped his kayak down a wide ledge of rock 30cm high over which the river cascaded into a pool about 60m across.Sibanda,angling into the current,was next,with Templer and then Namasango close behind.
Templer rapped on his canoe to encourage any hippos hidden below water to surface,so that the paddlers could avoid them.Suddenly,there was a noise like a thunderclap.BAM!A bull hippo hit Namasango’s canoe,throwing the back nearly a metre into the air and sending Namasango tumbling out.Templer whipped round in his seat to see the back end of Namasango’s canoe on the shoulders of a hippo-the rogue hippo.The beast opened its huge mouth,then submerged abruptly.As the canoes two remaining passengers,Grassot and Skorupka,fought to keep it level,Namasango bobbed up in the water.
Templer back-paddled his canoe towards Namasango.”Hold on,im on my way,”he yelled.Left without a paddler or spare paddle,Grassot and Skorukpa worked the water madly with their hands to get out of the huppo’s reach.Sibanda,who was now bringing up the rear,turned his canoe into the shallows a few metres away,his passengers Fischer and Lagardere scrambled onto a rocky outcrop.
Namasango reached for the side of Templer’s canoe.Templer saw the risk of being capsized at that angle.”No,come round the back,”he told Namasango.
With one stroke,Templer positioned the back of his canoe within Namasango’s reach.’The hippo wont return,’he told himself.Templer leant out of the boat,extending a hand for Namasango to grab.
Their fingers were just centimetres apart when the hippo exploded out of the water between them like a truck with its bonnet open.

My take:
It’s pretty amazing when the narrator paints in us a vivid picture of what happened in accordance with the immense and brutal attack by the hippo.Contrast comes in when we think Templer will save Namasango only for the hippo to reappear out of the blues.Dyson again leaves us in suspense when we conceptualize the kind of fight that might have ensued afterwards with the abrupt appearance of the hippo-an ordeal worth shuddering at.

The captivating story triggers the feeling of icy tingles of fright running down your spine.Let’s have a look at it.

“let’s move on,”Templer said,dipping his paddle.As they passed a mother hippo lying in the water,her calf dozing with its chin on her back,the sun was dropping towards the tree tops.In 40 minutes,Templer knew,the group must be at the landing where a truck would take them to their hotels.McNamara bumped his kayak down a wide ledge of rock 30cm high over which the river cascaded into a pool about 60m across.Sibanda,angling into the current,was next,with Templer and then Namasango close behind.
Templer rapped on his canoe to encourage any hippos hidden below water to surface,so that the paddlers could avoid them.Suddenly,there was a noise like a thunderclap.BAM!A bull hippo hit Namasango’s canoe,throwing the back nearly a metre into the air and sending Namasango tumbling out.Templer whipped round in his seat to see the back end of Namasango’s canoe on the shoulders of a hippo-the rogue hippo.The beast opened its huge mouth,then submerged abruptly.As the canoes two remaining passengers,Grassot and Skorupka,fought to keep it level,Namasango bobbed up in the water.
Templer back-paddled his canoe towards Namasango.”Hold on,im on my way,”he yelled.Left without a paddler or spare paddle,Grassot and Skorukpa worked the water madly with their hands to get out of the huppo’s reach.Sibanda,who was now bringing up the rear,turned his canoe into the shallows a few metres away,his passengers Fischer and Lagardere scrambled onto a rocky outcrop.
Namasango reached for the side of Templer’s canoe.Templer saw the risk of being capsized at that angle.”No,come round the back,”he told Namasango.
With one stroke,Templer positioned the back of his canoe within Namasango’s reach.’The hippo wont return,’he told himself.Templer leant out of the boat,extending a hand for Namasango to grab.
Their fingers were just centimetres apart when the hippo exploded out of the water between them like a truck with its bonnet open.

My take:
It’s pretty amazing when the narrator paints in us a vivid picture of what happened in accordance with the immense and brutal attack by the hippo.Contrast comes in when we think Templer will save Namasango only for the hippo to reappear out of the blues.Dyson again leaves us in suspense when we conceptualize the kind of fight that might have ensued afterwards with the abrupt appearance of the hippo-an ordeal worth shuddering at.

The narrator unfolds the amazing events in accordance with the setting and plot well and carefully selected.The relevance of the title itself clearly comes out when we are able to conceptualize the kind of Guilt the Whites suffer in relation to the birth of a new and seemingly fairer regime in South Africa.
The Africans,impassive and oblivious of the Whites’ reaction,take merciless advantage of the latter.Previously,Jacobs says,Thhe Whites had relished the glory of ruling their fellow Africans with such racial discrimination,what was later referred to as,Apertheid.Nevertheless,with the formation of a new government,The whites are seized by a pang of conscience that makes them feel inferior and consequently,The africans have made good on this guilt.The Whites feel guilty for Africans’ misery.
Shifting our focus to the events themselves,the narrator brings to our knowledge and attention,a beggar called William.He feigns a letter just so as to receive money from Lilian,and goes further in his exploitative behaviour to insist that he should work for her,what ensues?The man demands for more money because he had worked,but had Lilian compelled him to work or did he do it out of his free will?
The narrator displays an attitude of condemnation,where craftiness is dealt with to the latter.Lilian gathers ample courage and orders the man of the grounds with the help of her dogs and his late husband’s revolver.”that night in bed,the gun in its new place under the pillow where Jock’s head used to be,she cried softly into her hands”:an impeccable ending for such a terrible ordeal faced by Lilian.

The narrator unfolds the amazing events in accordance with the setting and plot well and carefully selected.The relevance of the title itself clearly comes out when we are able to conceptualize the kind of Guilt the Whites suffer in relation to the birth of a new and seemingly fairer regime in South Africa.
The Africans,impassive and oblivious of the Whites’ reaction,take merciless advantage of the latter.Previously,Jacobs says,Thhe Whites had relished the glory of ruling their fellow Africans with such racial discrimination,what was later referred to as,Apertheid.Nevertheless,with the formation of a new government,The whites are seized by a pang of conscience that makes them feel inferior and consequently,The africans have made good on this guilt.The Whites feel guilty for Africans’ misery.
Shifting our focus to the events themselves,the narrator brings to our knowledge and attention,a beggar called William.He feigns a letter just so as to receive money from Lilian,and goes further in his exploitative behaviour to insist that he should work for her,what ensues?The man demands for more money because he had worked,but had Lilian compelled him to work or did he do it out of his free will?
The narrator displays an attitude of condemnation,where craftiness is dealt with to the latter.Lilian gathers ample courage and orders the man of the grounds with the help of her dogs and his late husband’s revolver.”that night in bed,the gun in its new place under the pillow where Jock’s head used to be,she cried softly into her hands”:an impeccable ending for such a terrible ordeal faced by Lilian.

The narrator unfolds the amazing events in accordance with the setting and plot well and carefully selected.The relevance of the title itself clearly comes out when we are able to conceptualize the kind of Guilt the Whites suffer in relation to the birth of a new and seemingly fairer regime in South Africa.
The Africans,impassive and oblivious of the Whites’ reaction,take merciless advantage of the latter.Previously,Jacobs says,Thhe Whites had relished the glory of ruling their fellow Africans with such racial discrimination,what was later referred to as,Apertheid.Nevertheless,with the formation of a new government,The whites are seized by a pang of conscience that makes them feel inferior and consequently,The africans have made good on this guilt.The Whites feel guilty for Africans’ misery.
Shifting our focus to the events themselves,the narrator brings to our knowledge and attention,a beggar called William.He feigns a letter just so as to receive money from Lilian,and goes further in his exploitative behaviour to insist that he should work for her,what ensues?The man demands for more money because he had worked,but had Lilian compelled him to work or did he do it out of his free will?
The narrator displays an attitude of condemnation,where craftiness is dealt with to the latter.Lilian gathers ample courage and orders the man of the grounds with the help of her dogs and his late husband’s revolver.”that night in bed,the gun in its new place under the pillow where Jock’s head used to be,she cried softly into her hands”:an impeccable ending for such a terrible ordeal faced by Lilian.

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