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Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business

This book delves into the transformation of public discourse from a focus on serious political and social issues to a preoccupation with entertainment and spectacle. It explores the consequences of this shift on democracy and the role of media in shaping public opinion. more

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Neil Postman
Neil Postman

Neil Postman (March 8, 1931 - October 5, 2003) was an American cultural critic, educator, and author. Known for his profound insights into the relationship between media, technology, and culture, Postman's work has had a significant impact on modern society. more

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Author:John Wyndham
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