Pescoços de borracha. A curiosa arte de espreitar
Hoje, vi apenas dois anúncios. Convergem num mesmo trejeito ou propensão: da Tailândia ao Perú, o que está a dar é espreitar, espreitar aquilo que os outros possuem, fazem e sentem (vídeos 1 e 2). A privacidade e a intimidade resumem-se, quando muito, a nomes de perfumes que desmaiam no ar do tempo. A continuar deste jeito o ser humano conhecerá uma nova alteração darwiniana: pescoços de borracha (Rubberneckers, “curiosos”; vídeo 3).
Rubbernecker (Murray Head)
He is a rubbernecker
A human double-decker
Another trouble-checkerHanging around the scene of the crime
He’s got nothing to say tho’ he’ll get in the way
Cos that’s how he likes to spend his time
RubberneckerHe is a rubbernecker
A watch in any weather
He gets sadistic pleasure
Knowing he’s O.K., and free of blame
He saw it all happen, but he don’t know why
He’s glad he was there all the same.
RubberneckerOh god it’s hard to see ourselves when we’re to blame
For watching someone else do what we cannot do
For shame, for fear or pride, as long as we can hide.
RubberneckerHe is a rubbernecker
A human double-decker
Another trouble-checkerThe ever silent witness on the side
He likes to stand and stare and sniff the atmosphere
Don’t ask him for support he’s a watchman not a guide.
Rubbernecker