I turned the Dallas/DC game on yesterday afternoon, but left the volume off. Within minutes, it was the same old, same old: boring play, ghetto hijinks, penalty, review, cut to commercial.
With the sound still off, I got up and started doing a few household things. I caught a glimpse of some commercials, and they too are still doing the same old, same old: dufus white guy, hip, urban, good looking party eating junk food, etc.
The whole exercise is the epitome of ridiculous. It took some mighty powerful brainwashing to induce an entire nation to view NFL football as entertaining. Then, to highlight the contrasts, the WS game was the way sports are supposed to be played (and entertain). Wow
So, now that the magic spell has been broken (for many), how does the farmer return after seeing the big city lights?
You can’t return, really.
I haven’t owned a television since March of 1995.
I see television programming occasionally if I go to a restaurant, or am in a waiting room on some errand.
After a few years of no television, sitcoms begin to grate like fingernails on a chalkboard. Every sitcom. The stilted delivery and the long, unnatural pause between lines for the laugh track are no longer filtered out by your mind.