Musings of an Old Grey Lady
One of the advantages for a newspaper with a limited news hole like the Daily News is its reporters don’t have to kill themselves to contrive TV-related stories to fill the vast swatches of newsprint available to the writers of the Paper of Record, the Old Grey Lady known as the New York Times. To wit:
Long story not saying a whole lot, just that HBO probably has some more changes ahead in the future, though it’s unclear as to what those changes may be. Never accuse the Times of not getting out in front of a story even before there’s a story.
The fact that there are a number of actresses over the age of 40 on television makes it a trend of some sort. Where was the Times with the Zeitgeist angle when a bunch of slovenly louts were married to cute sitcom wives?
Yet another take on “The Sopranos”’ conclusion, with lots of highfalutin references to literary works and the nature of not ending: “What is that dark screen but an image of the darkness that was there before you turned your TV on in the first place?” And what were the closing credits but the closing credits of a show you missed just as you turned on your TV in the second place? Fortunately, the story itself ends.
Dammit, you’re gonna watch TV on your cell phone whether you want to or not! Or, at least, someone’s gonna be making TV to watch on your cell phone whether you want it or not. Which produces quite a quandary: My local gas station recently installed video monitors at its pumps pumping propaganda for ABC and its affiliated cable concerns into my cerebral cortex while I fill my tank. So which will I watch: GasFumeTV or TeeNeeTeeVee on a cell phone? Because heaven knows, I certainly don’t want a respite from the ubiquity of pandering media images, even if it lasts the mere five minutes it takes to refuel my car.
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David Kronke was appointed Mayor of Television after a bloodless coup in 2000. Since then, he has improved infrastructure, championed greater educational opportunities and fought for reforms that have utterly erased corruption and incompetence from the television industry. Since Mr. Kronke has ascended to power, Television is a far better place.
But, er, if you lived in a really progressive state where self-serve is regarded as a conspiracy to put people out of work, you would never have to look at these images, and could instead flip through the pages of EW while someone else breathed in the bad fumes (and risked possible immolation).
Plus, you might get the inside dope on what really happened to Tony Soprano.