It is what it is, sellable sleaze on the platforms

I lived through exciting moments as a teenager, when in the moral rating of the films that were released, in that disgusting Spain, like the one in which I feel now, the priests (they are the same, but with an updated label) and the subsidized guardians of good Commonly they rated the cinema with a 3 (with reservations) or a 4 (seriously dangerous). These qualifiers achieved premature erections in my desire to sin. And then nothing happened, after sneaking in the sin using tricks. Vice and satisfaction could only happen in your imagination, or with the dream girl, if you were lucky, in real life. Not in the onanistic mind of the disgusting censors. And we live in wild times not only of censorship, but what is much worse, of self-censorship thinking about survival.

Even intelligent and close people, but with earthly interests, try to believe their lies, flattering those in power. And they say, with grotesque cynicism, that they do not do it for their sacred payroll or for the well-being of their conscience. But it’s because they have no doubt about who the good guys and the bad guys are. Of course, they are the good guys. What will they do if times change? Well, I imagine that adapting, seeking a life in dissidence. Spartacus is only glorious in fiction or utopia. His descendants are lies.

And I feel the disgust that the state of things gives me while advertising claims appear on the television screen about the platforms that offer us happiness with a minimum fee, asking me on Netflix: did you like it? Do you agree? Or it’s not my thing. What I say is not literal, but how polite and understanding they are on Netflix. I am also amazed by the rating that viewers give to the films that Filmin shows. You have to add eggs. The one with the least gets a 4.

And okay, you move your little finger and after a lot of effort a masterpiece appears on Filmin. I have reached the end of the disgusting Succession, radiology of the masters of the universe. I would shoot them from the first and undesirable contact with these super-powerful abortions. And I’ve also seen the sick ode to the stuffed reindeer. What horrible platforms. Like political life. Like current life. And the old one was disgusting, but I miss it.

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