I was 4 when my family got its first TV – a kitset black & white, one of the earliest available in Christchurch at the time (mid 60s). It was like Magic. After a while it was 2 channels of magic. TV unified the country, we were watching and talking about the same things. Then it was in colour! Then three count them three channels! After that I sort of lost track (never had Sky, don’t do sports). With proliferation TV began to divide us instead of unite.
I haven’t owned a working TV for 20 years or so. The advertisements drive me nuts. For the last 5 or so I’ve been able to watch TV if I wanted to, via a Freeview USB dongle plugged in to my computer. With the passing of Campbell Live I’m not even going to need that any more.
Why would I? The amount of media available on the net is mind boggling. The quality of reporting and analysis I can find on the web is orders of magnitude better than NZ TV news. If I want live reporting I listen to RNZ, which is again much better than what is left on TV (with some honourable exceptions and a salute to Maori TV).
My kids are in their 20s. Their peer groups don’t watch TV, they think it’s crazy to be dictated to by someone else’s schedules, they laugh at the idea. I suspect that we’ve seen the last of the TV generations.
Anyway, so long TV. It was fun while it lasted.