Viewer of That New Thing Called TV

July 18, 2011

Family, ZArchive (Old Blog)

It is hard to believe, but once upon a time there was no such thing as cable television.  No pay-per-views, no channels from other states or other countries, and no way to tape a favorite show.  If you missed it, you had to wait until the summer to see the re-runs, when the regular programming signed off.  There were no new series to fill in the summer.

Our choices were simple – ABC, NBC, CBS, WGN, and maybe, maybe Channel 11 (PBS).  Once you started school, there was no more Bozo the Clown.  Only the youngest siblings got to see it at noon unless you stayed home sick. 

Of course, television programming itself was much pickier as to what and what was not allowed on.  No nudity, very little drinking, no profanity, but you could smoke.  Heck, Dick Van Dyke & Mary Tyler Moore had separate beds even though they played a married couple – same thing with Ricky & Lucy who were actually married in real life too!

Our first television was black & white; my parents didn’t buy a color television until the late 1960’s, after they were out for a while.  Living in the boondocks, reception was okay most days but poor on others as the antenna on the roof only got a signal from so far away. 

Was this better?  I’m not sure.  I do like having a bigger selection of shows, such as the Food Network, BBC America, and the Sci-Fi Channel.  I wish the decision-makers used better judgment as to what they allow on TV – so much of the profanity and sexual antics add nothing to the story.  At least Gordon Ramsay’s potty mouth gets bleeped out. 

It’s interesting though how this medium has changed and evolved into what it is today with the special effects and complex stories (more complex compared to 30+ years ago – such as Star Trek vs. the new Battlestar Galactica).  For sure, my daughter would be disappointed in what her dad and his sisters watched in the early 1960’s. 

[Note to my daughter – those are your two oldest aunts.  If you’re not sure who they are, send me a text. ]

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I am adventurer, philosopher and observer, recording my life in journals and photographs. Visit my blog at www.livingtheseasons.com or write me at dogear6 [at] gmail [dot] com.

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4 Comments on “Viewer of That New Thing Called TV”

  1. hugmamma Says:

    Loved the days of black and white TV…now. When I was young, I could hardly wait until we got a colored one. Now in older age, black and white reminds me of simpler times, of movie stars who were mysterious, almost other-worldly. Now when I read their biographies, I see the real truth behind what seemed like glamorous lives. Turns out they had an abundance of issues from self-esteem, wealth that caused them grief and heartache, and eventual disatisfaction with life in general. Makes me appreciate my humble hovel and my loved ones.

    hugs for sharing. ;)

    • dogear6 Says:

      The biographies are really interesting – I agree with your conclusion that it makes us appreciate our own lives that much more.

  2. Christine Grote Says:

    I did a very similar post several months ago. I remember those days. Remember the sound the tv made when it came on? Or the way the tv looked when the channels signed off?

    • dogear6 Says:

      Was that your entry called "Fiddles, radio broadcasts, signing-off and I-pads"?I'd forgotten about that – it was a really good post.Thanks for reminding me about it.

      I don't remember much of the noises or how it looked as it signed off – my parents watched very little TV and didn't let us watch either.My husband watched a lot more – his mother used it frequently as a babysitter due to having so many children in such a short time.

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