Victor Kiam once said
that information is a negotiators greatest weapon. Then, Thomas Jefferson
acknowledged that it is indeed the currency of democracy. Hunter Grass was quoted to have wit-fully affirmed that information networks literally straddle the world. But, it’s
Ronald Reagan who crowned it all when he gazetted it the oxygen of the modern world.
I should naturally
follow this with the declaration made decades ago, that we live in the
'information age'. True, it is the world of personal digital assistants,
portable newspapers and virtual friends. While the libraries of yester-years
prided themselves as being one-stop hubs of knowledge now they are just one
among a list of secondary sources in a research methods handout.
It’s about celebrity
mania, the trending, and the elusive fashionable, instant unrestricted file sharing
and mass self-communication. A world where grammar is tortured everyday even by
the very custodians ever so unwittingly that listing the comma splice as sloppy
punctuation would be hardly grasped.
It’s a bare fact that
access to information has exceeded even the wildest expectations of Gutenberg
when he invented the printing press. Knowledge had been the preserve of the
clergy and aristocrats, every other subject had to take their interpretation as
truth. As such these ‘informed’ few would do as they pleased riding effortlessly
on the ignorance of the majority. In fact, it is this very monopoly over information
that made the church a monstrosity of an institution commanding sheer
submissiveness for several centuries.
Current governments have
tried to replicate the church’s methods but they have been abortive with
democracy and ‘new media’.
So, with this backdrop
you’d say that decisions that we make are more judicious and undoubtedly
leading to the well-being of the individual. But as we well might know, this is hardly the
case. In fact, with all this arguably ubiquitous information flow, our choices are
plummeting westwards, lost in the whirlwind of real-time communication. The reason
is not the availability, it’s not even apathy. It lays solely in paying
attention to the wrong information, or rather the wrong sources.
Lazarsfeld and Katz in
the 40s suggested that information flows in a two-step process, first from the
source (in their case the media), to opinion leaders. The second step is from
the opinion leaders to the masses. Now, those with most access to media and
having more literate understanding of media content, naturally become the
opinion leaders consequently becoming the sources and diffusing their (mis)understating.
Not forgetting that raucous woman who sports the same headdress at every chief baraza, she has managed to head the local maendeleo ya wanawake for years. Her kind, pride in accumulating adversaries at the grassroots, since it has become an associated characteristic of achievement.
While their study was
based on mediated information it provides in the retrospect, a plausible explanation
of the consistent wrong use of information that the ‘developing’ world has been
grappling with.
Every single village has
that stout bearded man or that occasional bald-head with an unflattering
moustache and is very sure to have a couple of pot-bellied grey-haired bimbos
whose rudimentary baby-fat is pityingly mistaken for a sign of wealth, health
or even insight.
These are level one
opinion leaders, it’s largely more than just media messages they are explaining
and diffusing but rather all kinds of information that trickles down from
government and all. Once they have taken a stand, local watering-holes and
other informal places get abuzz. Am not suggesting a magic bullet here but the
reality is that they hold considerable sway despite the information being
available to all it’s the few who pay attention, know where to find and better
still, know how to use it that thrive.
The urban or ‘educated’
or ‘informed’ fellow would view this as a scene lifted from some remote
village. The tragedy is that the very opinion leaders impact the choices that
the ‘educated’ (am tempted to add the suffix idiot) makes only that this time
they wear different headdresses, have trimmed hair, rare pot-bellies and have
refined English, occasional Italian suits, dine respectably and have some
penchant oblique duplicity.
Even when this informed fellow
eludes these two classes of opinion leaders, his greatest undoing will still
rest in paying attention to the wrong information and passionately following
the rugged, beaten path of mediocrity that I’d call masked ignorance.
A communication skills
lecture I had in my junior year proves perfect elucidation for this fellow’s
condition. Its noise, that’s what you are paying attention to when all those
opportunities fly past you (that is if you even noticed they did.)
PS did you see that comma splice?
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