Here are the top five most watched cable shows according to Nielsen:
1. “Hannah Montana” (Sunday, 7:30 p.m.), Disney, 4 million homes, 6.31 million viewers.
2. “Pawn Stars” (Monday, 10:30 p.m.), History, 3.86 million homes, 5.34 million viewers.
3. “WWE Raw” (Monday, 10 p.m.), USA, 3.74 million homes, 5.52 million viewers.
4. “WWE Raw” (Monday, 9 p.m.), USA, 3.53 million homes, 5.11 million viewers.
5. “Pawn Stars” (Monday, 10 p.m.), History, 3.52 million homes, 4.93 million viewers.
I’ve never seen even one of them.
Not even once.
Ever.
I guess I just redefined the phrase “out of it”
Me, neither. I’ve never even heard of 2-5.
well i dont know any but the first one mentioned never watched any of them either and dont care to
These tv shows are probably on a par with the tabloids that you see at the supermarket telling you who slept with who this past week. Who cares?
If this is what folks are viewing what does that say for the mentality of the country? No wonder we have socialist politicians and all manner of other problems. Almost no one takes the time to think anymore.
Al Benson Jr.
What this really shows is a need for Christian education and for a reformation of the hearts of American men.
The shows are just substitutes for the gladiators of Rome or the jousts of the Middle Ages. They give entertainment to the peons so that they are happy and not watching what is going on around them.
Television
The most important thing we’ve learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set –
Or better still, just don’t install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we’ve been,
We’ve watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone’s place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they’re hypnotised by it,
Until they’re absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don’t climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink –
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK — HE ONLY SEES!
‘All right!’ you’ll cry. ‘All right!’ you’ll say,
‘But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!’
We’ll answer this by asking you,
‘What used the darling ones to do?
‘How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?’
Have you forgotten? Don’t you know?
We’ll say it very loud and slow:
THEY … USED … TO … READ! They’d READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching ’round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it’s Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There’s Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They’ll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start — oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They’ll grow so keen
They’ll wonder what they’d ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.
Roald Dahl
One more:
“‘Television is the SOMA of Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World, “Big Brother turns out to be Howdy Doody”
(or Hannah Montana)
Neil Postman, Amusing Ourselves to Death
Actually I saw Pawn Stars one evening-was lying on the couch with the Swine Flu-it was really interesting (Pawn Stars not the flu).
TV is sort of like Artichokes-there’s some good stuff in there but I’m not certain it’s worth the trouble.
Nat: nicely put.