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Originally uploaded by The Goat Whisperer.
I hate TV. I didn't have one before I met my husband. And we lived without it for awhile. But then, one day he just got one. And then recently, he just got cable. With no real care for the impact it might have had on our lives. I hate it. It feels like an intrusion, like an intruder. It's mind numbing and brainwashing. It's a time suck. It's attractive to my child and pulls her away from better things. I wish we didn't have it. I wish no one had one. I wish people just talked to each other instead of watching fake people talk to each other. I wish more people read books. Unfortunately, we are the minority in our friends, most of whom do not own one of these idiot boxes. I know that's unusual, but still- that fact drives me insane. I see the couples and families that have made the choice not to bring it into the house and they are more productive, have good relationships, better imaginations, and attention spans. But I can't spend so much energy hating it, since I have no choice but to live with it. What to do? I don't know.