I was once a creative type, and had been working on this project for several years at the end of the 20th century, when I earned my Master's and Virtual Television, Inc. took off. After a few years of shooting depositions, I had no desire to touch any production equipment after working hours, much to my chagrin, and to the universal consternation, pervasive perturbation and ubiquitous stupefaction of my audience of several.
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Video was my business and no longer any fun.
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With the ridiculous title of "In Mass Medias Res Ipsa Loquitur," it was to be a satire of the fake scholarly discipline of Mass Communication, absurd graduate study thereof, and offer warm, steaming, fly-buzzed piles of insight and analysis of all of mass media compared and contrasted with itself. Starring me.
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As a complete self-parody of the reflection of the reverse image of my persona's doppleganger's altar ego of a charlatan of a Mass Com "scientist," I had supposedly invented equipment that would scan the entire mediasphere for moments conveying The Great Truth of mass media, and play it back in narrative form over a monitor near you. Committing grand theft media from Stanley Kubrick, the combination of the AE-35 High Gain Antenna and CRM-114 Discriminator force fed all media content everywhere simulataneously to be modulated for Truth.
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It was at the point where all that was left to do were the segments of me introducing the next segment after discussing and analyzing the previous segment, taking care that all the points raised in my monlogues contradicted each other and added up to nothing. Presented here are what I had before I lost interest, which was when every single person with internet access could create a show with little to no effort, and most of them did.
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In no particular order since it was non-linear, here are the segments, complete with bumper music I was going to talk over.
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This, then, has been the sign off of the final episode of Virtual Television. We ought shed no tears at its demise.
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Viddy well.