I, personally, would rather spend my time doing something useful than watch television, I don't even own one. The "idiot box" or 'boob tube' is nothing more than an electronic babysitter.
I see all these copies of Entertainment Weekly and People lying around and it's amazing all the "stars" and shows I've never heard of. I have absolutely no idea who these people are. Calista who? Am I supposed to have heard of her? I'm sorry, but I haven't. The last show I watched was some episode of Cheers, and even then, I could only watch for about two minutes before having to shut it off because it insulted my intelligence so terribly. And to all you people who watch the news— watch the news? I don't know about you, but I read the news.
Yes, I decided to stand up to the glass teat. I'm not an elitist, it's just that I'd much rather sculpt or write in my journal or read Proust than sit there passively staring at some phosphorescent screen. If I need a fix of passive audio-visual stimulation, I'll go to catch a Bergman or Truffaut film down at the university. I certainly wouldn't waste my time watching the so-called Learning Channel or, God forbid, any of the mind sewage the major networks pump out.
People don't realize just how much time their TV-watching habit–or, shall I say, addiction–eats up. Four hours of television a day, over the course of a month, adds up to 120 hours. That's five entire days! Why not spend that time living your own life, instead of watching fictional people live theirs? I can't begin to tell you how happy I am not to own a television.
I see all these copies of Entertainment Weekly and People lying around and it's amazing all the "stars" and shows I've never heard of. I have absolutely no idea who these people are. Calista who? Am I supposed to have heard of her? I'm sorry, but I haven't. The last show I watched was some episode of Cheers, and even then, I could only watch for about two minutes before having to shut it off because it insulted my intelligence so terribly. And to all you people who watch the news— watch the news? I don't know about you, but I read the news.
Yes, I decided to stand up to the glass teat. I'm not an elitist, it's just that I'd much rather sculpt or write in my journal or read Proust than sit there passively staring at some phosphorescent screen. If I need a fix of passive audio-visual stimulation, I'll go to catch a Bergman or Truffaut film down at the university. I certainly wouldn't waste my time watching the so-called Learning Channel or, God forbid, any of the mind sewage the major networks pump out.
People don't realize just how much time their TV-watching habit–or, shall I say, addiction–eats up. Four hours of television a day, over the course of a month, adds up to 120 hours. That's five entire days! Why not spend that time living your own life, instead of watching fictional people live theirs? I can't begin to tell you how happy I am not to own a television.