The View from a Drawbridge

Tag: television

  • Television Intros Have Come a Long Way

    Now, it’s like being front row center for the most amazing cinematography in the world.

  • The Curse of Summer Vacations

    The reality of summer never fit with my fantasies.

  • The TV Experience

    One of my favorite things about going to school on Mondays (my only favorite thing, come to think of it) was being able to talk to my friends about the shows that we all watched over the weekend. With only 3 major channels to choose from, it was fairly safe to say that we had…

  • “I’m Bored!!!”

    I was just the right age to be tortured by the Watergate hearings. I was 8 years old in 1973 and those hearings pre-empted daytime television for weeks. At that age, it felt like years. I had no idea that a gripping piece of political history was unfolding before my eyes. I thought I would…

  • Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.

    I used to make it a point to stay informed about current events. I read newspapers, magazines, and watched the news. Then as finances got tighter and life became more hectic, I dropped my subscriptions. And at some point, probably during my billionth move in a two year period, I left my television sitting on…

  • Life without Television

    A few years ago I was in a period of nearly constant relocation, and during one of those moves I became heartily sick of the whole process and just never got around to setting up my television. I discovered that I really didn’t miss it, so during the next move I simply donated it to…

  • I’m Feeling Used

    I saw this meme recently, and now just about everything ticks me off. The reason for my ire is that it really DID make me think of all the businesses that would go under. Look at the contents of our closets. The money I’ve spent over the years, trying to accentuate my positives and hide…

  • “You are my Wife.” “Good-bye City Life!”

    The three most sexist American TV shows, in my opinion, were Green Acres, I Dream of Jeannie, and Bewitched. I’m often treated to their reruns at work. My coworkers seem to love them. They only seem to nauseate me. But hey, I’m getting paid to watch television, so who am I to complain? The premise…