oldandknew wrote:I now have over 100 TV channels and there is very little I'd make an effort to watch.
We used to get one channel, an' there was nothin' worth watchin'. But technology, like time and tide, waits for no man--we can now get hundreds of channels not worth watching.
We used to listen to
Inner Sanctum (while "hiding" in my grandfather's room, believing my grandmother did not know),
The Shadow,
The Lone Ranger, and my favorite,
The Lucky Strike Hit Parade. When my grandmother got a television in 1956, she had a difficult time of it to get us to give up the radio shows we were hooked on. When we were able to watch
The Lucky Strike Hit Parade, the seduction had begun--however . . . she hit upon that idea, and tuned in
The Lone Ranger one weekday afternoon when i was not in school, and it backfired. I took one look at that clown in the Hollywood get-up, and said to myself: "That's not the Lone Ranger." Imagination is far more powerful than any image which can be conjured in the cathode ray tube. I watched tv thereafter, but i was just as likely to go read a book.