Don Locke: Lookin Thru Bifocals
Ever think about how the things we look at and watch AFFECT us? I’m speaking mainly of programs on TV; about TV movies too.
I recall when my daddy and mother got their first TV. Right soon after daddy got hooked on professional wrestling. Cause it was and is as real as , “I’ll pay you Saturday” - turns out they didn’t say WHICH Saturday.
Although daddy was an extremely sensible man, he would take anybody to task who said TV wrestling wasn’t on the up-and-up:
“You know it’s real, how else can you explain the blood?” Daddy was what is know as a TRUE BELIEVER, regarding TV wrestling. One of the reason I expect is he did a lot of ‘rasslin” growing up. “It’s clean”, he would say, “You’re not trying to hit somebody.” although they did “hit” each other on TV a lot.
But the best part of the whole deal was watching Daddy, watching wrestling. Always on the edge of his chair, he would go through all the holds, grimacing and hollering-out, to the point he would sometimes go nearly to the floor. One got the impression that daddy was not in his own home, but he was really in that wrestling ring. I once asked a retired wrestler about the blood.
“Simple”, he said. “You held a double edged razor blade in your mouth; when you blood, you bit down on it.”
“You’ve got to be kiddin”, I said.
“No, honest to goodness. Its one of the tricks of the trade”, he assured.
Daddy went to his heavenly home a TRUE BELIEVER, first in his Lord - lastly in TV wrestling.
Old song: “Sweet Fern; Sweet Fern, oh tell me is my darlin’ still true…”
Kindest Regards...
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