Letter: Cutting the cable
Re. Alan Whitney’s letter of March 23 concerning cable TV:
Hooray! Another blow for common sense! I gave up cable TV some 18 months ago. The commercials were loud, obnoxious, insulting and, on one half-hour program, I timed 12 minutes of content and 18 minutes of commercials.
To make matters worse, the quality of programming has collapsed to the point of being nothing but hype and tease, with nothing solid in it. What finally pushed me over the edge with the National Geographic Channel’s program, “Hunting Hitler,” which spent an entire hour of my life crowing about finding – wait for it – Hitler’s bathtub in an Argentine jungle Nazi fortress. His bathtub! Oh, Lordy!
I have not given up on the big TV screen, as it does have its place.
Now I get movies and such from various sources, shops and bargain bins, and best of all, from the public library. Our downtown facility has quite a collection of DVDs, and if they don’t have what I want, they usually can get it through the Inter-Library Loan System for a minor fee per item.
I’ve gotten DVDs, VHS tapes, and hard-to-find books through the library. Japanese crime and monster movies from the ’60s and ’70s? No problem. “Attack of the Mushroom People” is a classic.
Does anyone remember this? In the late ’80s and early ’90s, when the city allowed take-overs of the then cable system, weren’t we promised that subscription rates would never go over $25 a month for a premium package? I think we got lied to.
When I called the service, it took about a week to train my mind not to flip on the set on a regular basis.
I began to read a lot more. I discovered my sleeping pattern changed for the better, and I generally felt less stressed out and upset over minor troubles in my life. Cable TV is bilge, dreck, caca, and it makes you its servant.
Cut the cable, cancel the subscription and save your mind, as well as $100 a month.
Russell A. Williams