K8 the GR8

…So anyway, the following has been on my mind for quite a long time now.

Do you remember the Jim Carrey film ‘The Trumann Show?’

Do you ever wonder if maybe YOU are in the same situation?  You are going through your life performing your basic functions, talking to friends, working your jobs, travelling to and from your daily haunts… but is everything you see real?  Are your friends actors?  Are there cameras stuck in many crevices and button holes in your home and workplace?  When you pass a supermarket with no intentions of darkening its doors, who’s to say said supermarket isn’t empty?  Do places like Timbuctu, or even the Grand Canyon really exist?

Yes!  You might say… I went there last year, it was lovely!  But perhaps you were told to say that.  Maybe YOU are an actor, from my point of view.

You might think I’m writing complete bollocks here, but how do you really know?  Anybody you ask could be an actor.  Any research you do could be set up.  There’s no real way of disproving the fact that life could be one big elaborate set up, created for you, so that others may watch and learn your basic human behaviour.

Perhaps the media sets up stories to provide you with hints or information.  For example, and I’m not being flippant or making light of the situation, but the Madeline McCann story popped up just as I was having a moral crisis about leaving my own children in the car while I nip into Tescos for milk and bread.  Taking both children is a major task, especially if it means you have to wake them up after a sleepy drive.  I also let my toddler fart about in the cul-de-sac of our road unguarded.  I check on her regularly, but who’s to say she won’t get ‘napped?  Some would say that I’m being irresponsible.  Others wouldn’t.  The story made me think long and hard, as did the comments and blogs that have been written on the subject.  I’m sure you’ll all be disgusted by the suggestion that it’s all a set-up, but it doesn’t stop me from wondering.

I know that paranoia is a symptom of mental decline.  This means I could be crazy.  Fair enough.  But if I know I’m crazy, then that means I’m not crazy, therefore my theory above is true.

QED.

All’s I’m saying is, be careful what you say, your friends might be watching you.  (Consider this theory also before you next decide to excavate the contents of your nose.  You could be providing millions with gratuitous entertainment.)