Last December I gave up on broadcast TV.
I’d had enough. A dozen channels running synchronised ads promoting products I didn’t want, interspersed with insults to intellect – TV news reduced to infotainment that talked down to eight-year olds, mind-numbing ‘reality TV’ shows, combat cookery contests and trite dramas filled with posturing ‘characters’ moving from one set-piece display to the next. Bah!
When the occasional show turned up that I actually wanted to watch – usually, it seemed, by accident – it was so shredded with ads it was unwatchable anyway.
Personally I don’t watch TV much anyhow – I have so much else to do involving creating marketable material that creates a genuine emotional experience for those who buy it. Sitting around gaping at other people’s efforts to do the same thing, filtered through all the lenses and frameworks of the corporate system, doesn’t get my stuff done.
We’ve never looked back. For my part, I can get Dr Who on Netflix – and sure, it’s not the current season. But I don’t care. I don’t derive bragging rights from being ‘first’ to watch some show or other. It was five or six years after DVD release and nearly a decade after it showed on TV before I got on to Battlestar Galactica (I still haven’t got past the second season, and this is a show I really like).
I suppose New Zealand television is pretty much par for the course worldwide. Broadcast TV? It’s so last year.
Do you watch broadcast TV?
Copyright © Matthew Wright 2016