Being essentially lazy, not to mention old and decrepit, I often fall asleep robotically swiping various incarnations of social media up, down, left, right, and like Schrödinger”s cat, between live and Memorex. First, I discovered that this occupation is a massive waste of time, and second, that it is highly addictive. I watch Tik-Tok, like Playboy, for the articles: there is a lot of good education on TikTok … really. Unfortunately you have to rapidly flip through more titillation, questionable cooking tips, and universal garbage to find the good parts but they are usually worth the effort.

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Cutting the Cord

Up until I was about ten years old, I only watched television on a small circular black and white screen when visiting my grandparents. Daytime TV was East-Coast-Yesterday since the kinescopes were flown across the country for showing the next day in California. The early shows were as much as three hours long, hosted by Arlene Francis or Gary Moore. Nighttime TV was more local although often dominated by a full night of wrestling or boxing. Then there were the 15-minute shows—Korla Pandit, Liberace, Liltin’ Martha Tilton. My favorite being Time for Beany.

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