Stalking Vol 2 The Bridge of Reason HTML version

"It certainly has: somewhere, a reporter facilitated an extreme manifestation of a staged
action, because it was seen as an attribute of clarity. Your own words by the way, if you care to
review them."
Clearing my throat, I said, "Minimal staging is a standard ever reporter understands, and by
otherwise incorporating the language of television it avoids having to explain the obvious, or
emphasizing elements that aren’t relevant. This is no different than you and I building more
complex assumptions into our lessons than most people can appreciate, so we don’t have to
explain every little thing we know."
"What we understand is knowledge; our version of an assumption has no wiggle room
because our beliefs have been discarded to the facts."
I scratched my beard.
"You are still failing to grasp the importance of momentum," she said, addressing my
consternation. "The average person’s assumptions create the illusion of a factual continuity in
everything. Based on this, the media uses chosen information and professional technique to
create a place that’s between fact and fiction through which the public assumes they’re watching
the truth precisely because it has been designed to suit their assumptions."
"Sure, because assumptions carry our communications; otherwise, saying hello would take
us half an hour."
Shaking her head, she said, "I am saying that cleverly designed assumptions have been
incessantly implied to us until we perceive them as the truth. In fact, they blur the truth, which is
that our experiences are re-enactments of our beliefs—they did not happen by themselves."
Bonnie stepped away from the creeping surf, as she said, "They have become a part of the
internal dialogue that maintains our illusions."
I thought about this, almost grasped something larger, then it eluded me... like Bonnie
following the waters retreat seaward again.
"There is something else you’ve missed today," she said without me having said a word.
She gestured toward the causeway.
"The bridge…" I said after a moment. "You were talking about things I couldn’t see?"
"You’re catching on. The lesson was a metaphor to help you see events as essences, by
demonstrating that what are facts to the average person don’t mean much to a hunter of the
"Not at all; it’s the way it is without reason interfering with perception," she said, raising her
palms in a ‘that’s simple’ gesture. "We also dealt with the so-called dinky stuff in your television
practices to help you see the whole picture—pun intended—because you’re still playing with
your language. This tells me that you haven’t seen the potential harm of that becoming a large
issue—a misinterpretation at a critical time. O ur lesson today should make it clear that there is
nothing too small to ignore, because maintaining our continuity reigns supreme, and all
continuities create a momentum that overlooks the flaws in them—until they kill you."
"You said it yourself; I was playing."
"Until you weren’t: you quite reasonably argued on behalf of the correspondents’ discretion,
the audience’s intelligence, and the sharing of a common assumption without which the narrative
would be more like radio. What you’re missing, still and again," she emphasized, "is that I’m not
criticizing either of them for what they don’t know. I’m trying to have you see the pitfalls of
using any of the average person’s assumptions—even tiny ones—to assess essential events. You