If Coachella had been a pit stop in Homer's Odyssey AKA Day Seven

We once relied on storytellers to
Bring us all our news
We gathered together at their feet to
Listen to their views about
People who died long ago or
Never lived at all, about
The ways the gods destroyed
The ones who dared to grow tall and
Challenge their supremacy or
Questioned why things were,
How punishment was meted out
To those who caused a stir
The stories entertained us and
They taught us wrong and right
The stories told us who to love and
Told us who to fight
It really wasn't that different from
The way things are today
The ones in power still use entertainment in order
To get us to obey