It may be prudent to provide some clarification concerning a little piece of information in my profile, which cites "smashing televisions" as one of my "interests." This may seem somewhat out of character, considering the non-violent type of person that I am (or attempt to be). Let me provide some background.
Growing up, we often watched television while sick. This means that, for me, the medium carries some unfavorable associations: watching television was something you did with a large, ominously empty plastic bowl next to you.
This deep-seated distaste has now festered into something rather formidable. Some would say I have blamed a disproportionate number of the world's ills on the unfortunate tube. I'm not convinced. Simultaneously stimulating and stupefying, television seems to me to border on the hypnotic, which should at least brand it as incredibly dangerous, if not downright deadly.
Jerry Mander, in his book Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television, (which is sitting patiently on my bookshelf,) agrees. This cursory review from TurnOfYourTV.com is a worthwhile essay in its own right and touches on many of the more salient points of the issue.
Working on a trash-hauling job with my brother a few weeks ago, I was powerless to resist the urge to plunge a 2x4 through the blank screen of a doomed television monitor. Besides the sweet, momentary indulgence of the male thirst for destruction, it provided an outlet for my increasing frustration with this devilish device that has all but bewitched western humanity.
But rest assured: as of yet I still respect other people's property, so you needn't hide away your television if I'm coming to dinner. Only please do not invite me over for football or Peter Pan, as I may find it necessary to respectfully decline.
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