No later than a few hundreds years ago, public executions of Vilains attracted crowds of people that would hysterically cheer at the accusation read by the prosecutor and enjoy watching the torture and death of the guilty ones.
Two days ago, a morning reality TV show's headline was about drunk parents: a teenager comes on stage claiming that she never had seen her father sober. Audience gasps. The guilty one is now exposed to the cameras, not clearly understanding where he is, nor why. Under the loud attacks and accusations of the demagogic presenter, the father hardly manages to defend himself. The crowd in the studio is hostile. The daughter tries to talk to him, the presenter adds more accusations; he brings the son on stage, the father repeats the same unintelligible words, both the son and the daughters speak, the TV presenter screams louder; some kind of expert joins them on stage, accusing the man as abruptly as the TV host. The father cannot remember what his daughter said a few seconds before, the TV presenter uses this incident to scream even more at him. The public approves and exults.
TV is switched off. The poor man was just a crowd-pleaser, a human sacrifice to the audience. Unendurable.
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