Flatscreen Purveyors of Depression

I continue to be bewildered at the proliferation of flat screen TVs at all sorts of public places.  Also, the need to tune each set to a different channel.  Further, why there is on each channel an ever increasingly tawdry show:  court shows, daytime talk shows, and celebrity tabloid shows.  Finally, why people would go on the shows and put their strange personal problems on display for strangers' voyeuristic pleasure.

My only hope, especially for the talk shows that insist on airing complicated paternity problems, is that the 'guests' are really paid actors.

My other hope is that family oriented burger joints and the YMCA will soon cease to feel the need for all the dang TVs because I'm tired of having to concoct believable fictions to answer the pint size inquisitor as to "Why are all those people fighting/shouting/wearing hot pink talons for nails?"

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