TV is good.
For years the pundits, moralists, and self righteous, self-appointed preservers of our culture have told us that television is bad. They've stood high on their soapbox and looked condescendingly on our innocuous pleasure. They've sought to wean us from our harmless habit by derisively referring to television as the Boob Tube or the Idiot Box.
Well, Television is not the evil destroyer of all that is right in this world. In fact, and we say this for all the disdain we can muster for the elitists who purport otherwise - TV is good.
TV binds up together. It makes us laugh. Makes us cry. Why, in the span of ten years, TV brought us the downfall of an American president, one giant step for mankind and the introduction of Farrah Fawcett as one of "Charlie's Angels". Can any other medium TV for it's immediacy, its impact, its capacity to entertain? Who among us hasn't spent an entire weekend on the couch, bathed in the glow of a Sony Trinitron only to return to work recuperated and completely refreshed? And who would dispute that the greatest advancement in aviation over the last ten years was the decision to air sitcoms during the in-flight service?
Why then should we cower behind our remote controls? Let us rejoice in our fully adjustable, leather-upholstered recliners. Let us celebrate our cerebral-free non-activity. Let us climb highest figurative mountain top and proclaim, with all the vigor and shrillness that made Roseanne a household name, that TV is GOOD.
Taken from the TV guide, 1970 something.