1. My research question concerning how the media affects what we know and what we care about is extremely important and interesting because I will delve into how media is used in the hunger games by way of the fact that Caesar Flickerman is this charismatic personality that so easily hides the gruesome acts of child violence behind a facade of bright lights, beautiful costumes/makeup, and creating a narrative of love and survival amidst the gladiator setting of child warriors. The media controls what an audience dubs as important, such as most Americans were unbeknownst to Ebola cases in the first part of 2015 however when a couple American doctors caught it then the American media went into a mass frenzy of hysteria thereby frightening their viewers who think that Ebola is a much more contagious disease than it was/is. Itâs case studies like this that make my topic relevant, important, and interesting.
2. I am well aware of how media affects public conversation and know-how by means of brief studies of media theory I have done in my communications class, this makes me feel well apt to discuss this. Therefore my study of media primarily draws from the study of communication, and is seen in the real world by means of China, North Korea, and the way Ebola was depicted in the UK versus the US.
3. I need case studies and peer-reviewed articles about the affect of media, looking into different theories of communication such as the Uses & Gratifications theory by Dr. Katz and Media Ecology theory by professor McLuhan. It relates more to the real world rather than lit analysis, though I will look into both.Â
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1. The place where I spent my high school and middle school years was and is a town not very far from West Lafayette, last summer I worked at the Tippecanoe Mall and before that my friends and I flocked to the âhistoric downtownâ after our senior prom to go bowling and eat nachos. I would describe the culture of the little town I spent my childhood in as closed off, very family/community oriented, influenced heavily by Purdue since it was so close, it was a very binding place where news spread quickly, and it was extremely, extremely, extremely easy to be outcast-ed by the other cliques. Cultural representations include the public parkâs big, green, plastic turtle structure that was always an easy target for high schoolers to draw dicks on in Sharpie, the day of the school year where kids from the farming families would drive their tractors to school and leave them parked in the parking lot would be another good representation, and lastly the mom and popâs joint that I worked as a dishwasher in. Not the place itself but rather the parking lot in back, when I would go out through the back door to take the trash out at night, locals would be there smoking or seeking a brief refuge from the suffocating atmosphere of the bar. The times I would take out the trash and hear those people being the way they were was a good capture of the essence of the town, even though I donât have fond memories of that place or that job.
2. The town is veryâŚbland, the buildings on main street are pale and appear chalky from constant sun exposure and no one having enough money to repaint their building exteriors. There are two gas stations in the whole place, and two painted murals on the sides of the tallest buildings (probably only three or four stories tall). I canât exactly relay how it would be on early mornings or wintry evenings for I didnât live in the town itself but lived out in the country a couple miles away with nothing but sky and farmland- the weather plays a big role in the productivity of the day at our house. I can only say what it was like every morning from the time that my sister drove me to school, to when I drove myself, to when I was taking my own younger friends: sleepy, yet forcing its eyes open all the same. There was always a young girl walking her small dog that I could count on, there was usually a cop parked behind the church sign, there were kids crossing the intersection as the crossing guard stood in the middle of the road without signalling first that she was going to walk- to the intense displeasure of my dad and eventually to me as well.
3. Personally, I avoided the town and people as much as I could until my first job at the ma and paâs lounge I mentioned before put me in the kitchen as the dishwasher, and I didnât hold the customers in the kindest eye since they were technically the indirect cause of my discomfort, sweat, and shit (yes, literal shit at times) that I had to clean up. There were Sunday, old-folk regulars that came in for roughly the same thing every week, and there was always a couple birthday parties every week (what is so appealing about this place and birthdays??? I would think to myself bitterly after the third one in a day).Â
A man who was the son of the music/theater director at my high school created a scandal by secretly stealing money from the pharmacy company that he worked for. I didnât have all the details but that really ruffled peoples feathers, even to this day my dad will make a side comment about it if I ever bring up that theater director (she still hadnât retired until this year however, so I guess it didnât affect her too much).
4. Growing up there was generally fine with me because I knew everyone and I would consider myself an overall well liked person, it was hard for me to identify myself because I had friends in so many different groups that I couldnât figure out what I really was, which was important to me at the time. My sister and I had very good teachers who are almost all gone now, sad to say. I loved the moments where everyone in a classroom, including the teacher, could share in on a community joke like the fact that we had no football team but did in the 1950â˛s, one game against Jeff High school that we actually won (I donât even know if we played a whole season), and it was always a good time for me when people would say, âUndefeated since 1956!â. I really loved collective moments like that.
The problem with such as small place is that students grow out of it, some faster than others. Everyone has dreams of leaving to become something fantastic, it drove kids in my grade (the ones that donât go to Purdue) to attend out-of-state colleges or far away jobs. I finally outgrew by the end of my junior year and starting my senior one, I felt as though I had gotten everything out of the school that I could: dances, dates, sports, clubs, lunches, experiences, and friendships had all been experienced already and nothing new would come of it.
One of the latest developments in healthcare is also one of the most alarming. The Zika virus, which causes babies to be born with deformed heads, is becoming more and more common in South and Central America. The virus, most commonly transmitted by mosquitoes, is a threat to expecting mothers and their children everywhere these insects can be found, especially since the virus could easily mutate to be carried by other species of mosquito. Last month, the World Health Organization of the UN made a statement that the virus constitutes a global health crisis. New research has emerged that show the virus may be more transmittable through other means, such as sexual transmission, than originally thought.
This article informs readers about the dangers of the Zika virus and the increased chances of infection based on the new information. It argues that this virus is dangerous, threatening to everybody, and that we need to act to stop the spread or to find a vaccine as soon as possible. It is an important venture to prevent many children from growing up with birth defects, if they even survive at all.
I agree that the Zika virus must be stopped at all costs. No mother deserves to have her child be born deformed and possibly not even survive. No child deserves to grow up with the permanent health effects of these deformations. Preventing the spread of this type of virus is difficult for a multitude of reasons, such as the prevalence of mosquitoes and the risks of mutation, but it is a worthwhile endeavor for the future of humanity. Little attention has been given to this virus in our media because it does not effect us much, but that does not mean it should be ignored completely.
President Eisenhowerâs Farewell Address (1961) warns the American people of the dangers of the military-industrial complex, advocating for a more balanced and peaceful moral grounding for our society in an increasingly dangerous, immoral, and apathetic world. Eisenhowerâs message is vitally important, but the speech was mostly ignored when it was given for a variety of reasons, such as boring tone, length, and contradicting the popular opinions and attitudes of the public. Although the speech did not receive much attention, itâs message remains deeply relevant today; however, if it was delivered today, it would probably be largely ignored by the American people just like it was 50 years ago, for almost exactly the same reasons. Considering the direction modern journalism has taken, the speech would probably be completely ignored or even ridiculed in the media. Since the 1980â˛s, the focus of journalism has shifted from informing the people about important events to entertaining the people with meaningless or irrelevant stories. People love good stories and conflict, and reporting on the details of congressional proceedings and the finer points of policy doesnât quite hit the same nerve as reporting on the personal scandals of celebrities and politicians. You only need to spend about five minutes logged onto any social media platform to see that it is plastered with nothing but meaningless clickbait or extremely polarizing political articles about the most entertaining figure of the day, such as the latest doings of presidential candidates. More often than not, instead of reporting on these peopleâs ability to lead our nation from a political perspective, journalism now entertains the public with the latest scandal. All of this shows an alarming trend in the mindset of the American people. It shows a decline from genuine interest and care about the direction our country is taking into nothing more than an obsession with entertainment and less relevant details. If this entertainment news continues to prevail over real news, the future of journalism looks very bleak. I would encourage people to regain their thirst for knowledge so that their thirst for entertainment takes a back seat. Seeking out more reputable and less biased news sources is one way to start, but having genuine interest in not only the personal lives of our leaders, but also their skills and knowledge, as well as the details of the policies they control, is an excellent way to get this countryâs political mindset back on track.Â
