A Failed Attempt at Depth

So, it’s a monday and I’m here in the office with the damn aircon creating a new ice age on my scalp. There’s definitely something wrong with that aircon, I think it forgot that it’s in the tropics and people usually hate the uber-cold here. Now you know where to find me on mondays – Alaska.

Let me tell you something about this first post. Well it’s about nothing in particular. (Yay!) It’s just as Shakespeare would have it: “much ado about nothing.” The good thing about writing nothing in particular though, is that I can write everything that comes to my mind, blitzkrieg – style. So in the blitz of the moment, I’m starting with the film Sherlock Holmes, Game of Shadows. Or the gay-ness thereof.

Robert Downey Junior plays Sherlock Holmes in this movie where scarves, hats and lipsticks equally matches the number of guns, cannons and, and… and poison dart arrows. I was watching this film and the whole time my ever critical mind was wondering just how many scarves did Sherlock Holmes brought with him when he went to France and Germany? I think I was currently counting at four when Dr. Watson, played by Jude Law, piqued my interest more than counting Holmes’ scarves. Dr. Watson got married in this Holmes’ sequel to a very, well, English lady whom everybody (moviegoers and characters alike) gave the littlest ounce of attention and empathy. Never mind Dr. Watson married this Olive Oyl, this is Jude Law we’re talking about. And we all thought, hey is Holmes jealous that his bestfriend is finally married, is it schadenfreude or, hell I’ve got this crazy idea, but is he in love with this Watson guy? Take as a prima facie evidence, the sad fate of Holmes’ love interest, who in the early part of the movie died of a “rare case of Tuberculosis.” There’s also the time (in the train scene going to Brighton) when Holmes said, “Watson, lie down with me.” Also, Holmes refers to Paris as a more desirable honeymoon spot than the one Watson had chosen… with him of course and with no Mary in sight. Ho hay Holmes! Ho hay Watson!

Though there’s an attempt to become witty, and Holmes challenges us to workout the neurons in these unforeseen pivotal moments, I nevertheless failed to capture a deeper meaning in the movie. Mainly because of all those flying debris in slow, slooooow motion and all those scarves!

Speaking of depth, just yesterday I was in a coffee shop with a friend talking exactly about that. I was wondering how in a world of touch screens, Wikipedia, Google, a cyber world connected by the internet, can depth be achieved? In this time when information is literally at the tip of our fingertips, how is this affecting the way we think? Ask a College student about his understanding of ‘humanism,’ and you will get an answer straight out of Wikipedia. At first you’ll ask yourself how this classmate of yours became level-Einstein all of a sudden while you’re still left at level-Dog. Then you discover that he got his answer from his Iphone. Pretty neat, but real thinking and parroting are two different things.

Are we losing this depth of thought? Are we really thinking or are we parroting other people’s thoughts and ideas? Babbling and blah and blah and blah and blah without any really understanding of what you’ve just said. Superficial. Loose.

On the other hand, can originality be still achieved in this day and age? Originality of thoughts, of ideas – a creativity that is you and yours alone. Are not what we say as being original, in fact, recyled? Recycled thoughts, recycled ideas, recycled creativity.

There is then a real challenge to us, children of the web: to use the brain. Yes, the brain. That heavy something inside your skull, between your ears. When asked about something you barely know, use the brain and actually think, recall stuff, be critical, analyze.

But if in 5 minutes you fail to answer correctly… Google, you stupid troglobyte!

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