TV, I Miss Us

Oh my beloved TV, what happened to us? We used to have such a simple, uncomplicated relationship.

You were my clock, letting me know by way of Inside Edition that it was time to do my homework. The ten o’clock news let me know it was time to get ready for bed.

Holiday specials were just that – special, a once a year occurrence I would catch if I was lucky.
Now I’m watching Pete the Cat: a Groovy New Year every night in February.

I miss flipping through the channels and stumbling upon a new series. Now I have a menu of options “on demand” and the choices are staggering.

My husband recently bought us an Apple TV, and I thought I would be on board … but the remote is so tiny and almost as smooth as an iPhone. When did buttons become a bad thing?

“How do you put it on channel 9?” I found myself shouting, as the smooth remote slipped out of my hand, and the TV screen was suddenly asking if I wanted to subscribe to something.

“The channels don’t have numbers,” my husband said.

“What do you mean they don’t have numbers? How can channels not have numbers?”

“Would you be more comfortable with uhf and vhf knobs?” he joked.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I would!”

I reminisced about the tactile sensations of big chunky knobs on an old tube TV, the clicking sounds, and the satisfying blip when the TV turned off.

These are joys my four year old will never know. But I refuse to dwell in nostalgia for nostalgia’s sake.

Maybe it’s better that my son isn’t a slave to the TV schedule, like I was.

I distinctly remember not wanting to go to a Friday night party because Perfect Strangers was coming on. I argued with my mother as she dragged me out the front door.

My son took to the slick remote intuitively. He can watch almost anything any time, and knows it. He pauses his favorite show with ease. “Let’s save the rest for later,” he says, as if he’s putting leftover pizza in the fridge. Then he goes outside to play without giving TV a second thought.

I now have a rubber case on the Apple remote, and to be fair, there are actually clickable buttons on this thing, just shallower than I like.

I wonder if there’s a way to get Perfect Strangers on demand.

 

Sent from my iPhone

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