I should make it clear right up front that I haven't watched any television since the November 3rd election and I doubt I will ever watch the boob tube again. To qualify that declaration I need to explain that I grew up with television in it's 2nd golden age, when there was still only 3 networks and a few UHF channels that were pretty fuzzy on the cathode ray tube, and it was "on" in my house pretty much all the time. I watched all the famous shows as a kid and people of my generation have a strange kind of shared consciousness from a virtual world that we ALL experienced regardless of where we grew up - from Washington DC to Washington State, from the Alamo to Niagara Falls, from America's flaccid penis to America's erect penis - we all were marooned on Gilligan's Island. As I grew older and moved into my own home I maintained the habit of my youth and kept the TV on as a kind of electronic squawking carnival in the background of my busy life. By the ti...
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