There is a box (maybe now just a panel) that is able to broadcast action of one kind or another on it twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week. I remember this box that we call television evolving from a small black and white with tubes to our present day (say it slowly with a loud booming voice and a slight echo) HIGH DEFINITION TELEVISION.
My father loves the television. Unfortunately, one of the memories I have as a little, little girl is my dad always telling me to “Get out from in front of the TV.” He didn’t want to play very often and frankly, I grew to resent the television even before I understood the emotion I felt.
Then as a teenager, the television was in the family room where it echoed down the hallway right into my bedroom. That really wasn’t so bad except that my mother loves Westerns (actually she loves the Indian Chiefs) and I can’t stand Westerns any more than I like war movies. Cowboys and Indians hollering all the time drove me nuts.
Both of my parents will watch the same show over and over and over and over and over…Yuck! I think they both know every word to every episode of Walker Texas Ranger! I still can’t believe that they have been divorced for about 38 years and they both like that show the best. I find that rather Twilight-Zonish (Yes, I made up that word).
Television is the central activity in many homes while others abolish it as an evil device. Isn’t it strange that electronic equipment can cause such disparity in reactions?
I could live without the television and do most of the time. I find the constant noise and drone of a television to be aggravating akin to fingernails on a blackboard. I prefer silence or soft music while performing many activities at home such as crafts, writing, sewing, cooking and reading. I do love watching a good movie, but I don’t want a television show to control me from week to week and that is how it makes me feel with all the “To Be Continued” or “Season Finales”. So, my husband watches his big television in the dark Man Cave and I keep Turtle company in the silent and brightly lit family room. I know I’m pretty much the minority on this topic, but I’m used to being different (further evidence can be found if you look at my profile picture – oh yeah, a second grader with an orange hair bouffant!).
What part does television play in your family?
Oh, by the way, I didn’t even mention all the commercials that make the volume go up about 20 notches while advertising Viagra, Tampons and Erectile Dysfunction medication every ten minutes. Lovely, just lovely.