RIP, TV

This morning, I heard the death knell for traditional broadcast television.

My 6-year-old, Marissa, woke up called me to the living room. “Daddy, can I watch TV?”

“Sure,” I said, reaching for the remote control.

“No, not that TV,” she said, “This TV.” She held up the iPad, which the kids have been using to watch Charlie the Unicorn.

To Marissa, all screens are the same. Traditional broadcasters should be quaking in their boots.

1 thought on “RIP, TV

  1. I couldn't agree more.

    As a early-twenties male who grew up playing videogames, I should be well in the target demographic for tv.

    But I don't have one. In fact, I haven't had one for several years. Everything I want to watch I can find on the internet.

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