Saturday, November 22, 2014

"Fat Guys in the Woods" Is Not the Weather, but It's Entertaining


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I turned on the Weather Channel today while I was cleaning house. Why? Well, obviously I wanted to get the latest weather forecast, specifically for south Louisiana, since some severe weather is slated to move into our area overnight. I was also curious about weather conditions in New York State, given we have relatives in the Buffalo area and they’ve had something like eight feet of snow over the last several days.  Speaking of which, did you know snow that deep can not only bury your car but your house? It can also accumulate on your roof and eventually cause it to collapse. I guess it can bury you as well if you stand outside in one spot for too long, but I’m sure folks up there already know that already and don't take any chances.

Anyway, as I was saying, I turned on the Weather Channel to get the weather. The weather report, after all, is what one expects to find when one turns on a television station named the “Weather Channel,” wouldn’t you agree? But guess what. I didn’t get the weather. What I got was some show called “Fat Guys in the Woods.”  And believe it or not, but I actually watched the show for a few minutes (more like 20 or 25) since it was entertaining in a strange kind of way.  

"Fat Guys in the Woods" is about a survivalist named Creek Stewart (Who on Earth would name a kid "Creek"?). He has long, blond hair worn in a ponytail, and for his more than likely considerable salary, he takes several overweight, normally sedentary guys, whose idea of a hike is going from the sofa to the fridge and back again during half time, out into the middle of the woods and teaches them how to survive by using Mother Nature to their benefit. 

In the segment I saw, it’s the dead of winter and there are four fat guys. For the first few days, Stewart teaches these fat guys the basics, namely the necessities of survival like how to build a warm, snug shelter out of branches and leaves, how to start a fire using a condom (I kid you not), and how to sterilize water with hot rocks. (Between the two of us, I have to wonder just how many people who get lost in the woods are equipped with the item mentioned in the second example.)

On with the story: For the “basic training” period, which lasts several days, the four guys complain that they are starving because they can’t find anything to eat except moss, nuts, and leaves. And to prove they are starving, a counter appears in the corner of the TV screen showing you how many calories they have consumed since the beginning of their grand adventure.  For example, at the end of day one, the counter reads “Calories consumed: 0”. At the end of the second day, the counter reads “Calories consumed: 60”. So you can imagine how thrilled the fat guys are when they finally get a meal containing substantial calories, even though they are initially reluctant to consume said meal since it consists of fired bees dipped in honey. (Sounds yummy, doesn’t it?)

How do they come by the bees and honey? Well, initially they build some traps in hopes of catching a squirrel, rabbit, or other four-legged critter, but when they don’t have any luck, as demonstrated by their head shaking, long faces, and mumbled curses, Stewart tells the fat guys to stop complaining and go find anything even remotely edible. So off they go, traipsing around in the woods, and one fat guy locates a rotten log, in which he spies some dead bugs. He calls Stewart and the other guys to come see; they come running; Stewart peers at the bugs and shouts, “Eureka, we’ve got bees!” (Well, something to that effect), after which he tells the four fat guys that bees are not only edible but contain all the vitamins and minerals necessary to sustain life on this planet (Well, maybe those aren’t his exact words, but they’re close). What’s more, Stewart says that the log is filled with honeycombs, and as everyone knows, honey is basically sugar, which contains substantial calories and produces energy.  So, get this: By preparing a feast of bees and honey, the survivalist and four fat guys can ward off starvation for the next few days.  

Okay, they enjoy their feast of fried bees dipped in honey, and Stewart tells the fat guys that, come morning, it’s time for them to set out alone in separate directions and use the survival techniques they’ve learned. So, at sunrise, the fat guys do exactly that. They go marching off to build shelters out of leaves, start fires with condoms, sterilize water with rocks, and live off Mother Nature. Of course, Stewart, being the mentor of the four, walks around checking up on everybody so they won’t do anything too stupid and get themselves killed.

Finally, day seven arrives, and Stewart praises each guy for demonstrating his true grit by “hanging tough” and not giving up. He also tells the guys that they can take the skills they’ve learned and use them to succeed in the real world when they return to civilization. How? Heck if I know, but that’s what he says. Maybe in the “real world” the four fat guys can all get high-paying jobs in Cooperate America since Big Business is always on the lookout for folks who can build fires using a condom.

So just what is the point of this blog post? Oh, that, I almost forgot. The point is that I turned on the Weather Channel to get the weather forecast for our area, and what I got instead was a lesson in survival. Oh, and I never did get the weather, because the next time I turned on the station, it was airing some show about strange happenings of the supernatural kind at a place called Devil’s Gate Dam somewhere out there in sunny California.

Monday, November 10, 2014

Facebook Is Making Us Unhappy



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Like the majority of people in this country, or so I imagine, I have a Facebook page, where I sometimes post my thoughts on various topics, though I’m sure that most of my Facebook “Friends’ would prefer that I kept them to myself. I also occasionally upload photos, usually of myself, my overweight cat, Bug; and/or wine bottles, since I like wine; and I also sometimes share what I’ve been doing. Of course, what I’ve been doing is usually something boring like painting my toe nails, or at least trying to paint them since I can’t see my toe nails anymore even when wearing my new prescription glasses (I simply dab nail polish in their general direction and hope some of it lands where it should); or mowing the lawn in the godawful Louisiana heat; or maybe going shopping for groceries at Walmart. But then, unlike that of most of my Facebook Friends, my life is pretty darn boring.

And that brings me to the point of this blog post:  Facebook is making us unhappy.

Perhaps it’s because I’m an avid reader, or maybe it’s because I’m an educator, or I could simply be nosy, but I enjoy conducting research and learning things. One thing I learned not too long ago is that Facebook is making us sad. Yes, that’s right. Because of Facebook, we are becoming increasingly unhappy. Why? Well, it’s because via our Facebook interaction we are privy to other people’s lives, and by being privy to others' lives, we eventually come to realize just how pathetic our own lives are in comparison.

What? You don't belief me? Well,  here's proof:

Studies have shown that social networking sites like Facebook are contributing to a growing sense of self-dissatisfaction in individuals (Coleman, 2011), and though younger people are more easily influenced, older people are affected as well.

Apparently, as per the studies, we read other people’s postings about what they’re doing,  which are often exaggerations or out-and-out lies, and we see photos (most likely Photo-Shopped) of them, as well as their kids, pets, homes, exotic vacations, etc., after which we do some comparing and end up feeling inferior. After all, our lives are boring in comparison to theirs, our kids are juvenile delinquents, our pets have fleas, our homes are in a constant state of disrepair, and the most exotic vacation we’ve taken in 10 years was when we drove five miles from the house to play three rounds of miniature golf.  

The consensus of the studies is that—Big Surprise—social networking sites like Facebook (number one for social interaction) are making us sad because they are all about "ME". People are in effect saying, “Look at ME! Look at how glamorous I am! Look at my perfect kids and perfect pets! Look at my nice house and fine car! Look at what I've got! Look at what I've done! Me! Me! Me! Me!”

In the end, even though many people lie and/or exaggerate on Facebook, and even though their photos may be air-brushed, according to the studies, this egotistical, narcissistic boasting and bragging is contributing to a profound sense of alienation and dissatisfaction among people in the world today. In other words, it’s making us all sad. 

So, in closing, I think maybe we all need to find something better to do with our time, instead of spending it doing something that’s just going to make other people cry. As for me, well, I’m going to go dab some polish in the general direction of my toe nails and hope at least some of it lands where it should.

Source:

Coleman, L. (2011) The anti-social network: By helping other people look happy, Facebook is making us sad. Retrieved from 
http://www.slate.com/articles/double_x/doublex/2011/01/the_antisocial_network.html