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THE
WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US
The
senior administrators in DIES, the agency sponsoring my work, were decent
types, but rather limited. Their notion of communications was the sermon,
preferably sermons on sanitation, respect for authority, etc. To them,
radio & film were simply efficient ways to convey information to the
uninformed. They spoke of themselves as practical men, by which they meant
they believed in experience. Talk of invisible media effects was dismissed.
In the meantime they filled the airwaves with information. A
closed society might be defined as a society enjoying a tight correlation
between information & behavior: the information needed for proper
behavior is at hand, and no other. An
open society would then be one where information is available for various
forms of behavior: the individual selects his information & thereby
determines his behavior. What,
then, do we call a society that provides incredible masses of information,
little of which can be translated into behavior? The "spurious society"?
A genuine culture, wrote Edward Sapir, is the "expression of a ...
consistent attitude toward life, an attitude which sees the significance
of any one element of civilization in its relation to all others. It is,
ideally speaking, a culture in which nothing is spiritually meaningless."
Radio
in New Guinea is totally meaningless to many who hear it for the simple
reason it reaches them in languages they don't understand. Even when it
is understood, much of it is inapplicable to their lives. And even where
information is applicable, how much, in fact, can be applied? Are there
really that many job opportunities to justify releasing that much information
into the environment? Western
man has developed very complex means of dealing with the great masses
of information that move freely through his environment. Western scientists,
for example, developed the technique of suspended judgment, by which no
information is suppressed, but none acted on rashly. Most New Guineans
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Pages
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Oh, What a Blow That Phantom Gave Me! by Edmund Carpenter Holt, Rinehart and Winston - New York, Chicago, San Francisco Copyright 1972, 1973 by Edmund Carpenter |
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Translated
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2002
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