tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12810229.post113121703753998553..comments2023-08-26T06:00:25.846-07:00Comments on Rogue Writing: Chabon's a Nostalgic BuffoonKyle Stichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06472594376238413543noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12810229.post-1131301628867253072005-11-06T10:27:00.000-08:002005-11-06T10:27:00.000-08:00No, I think you hit Chabon's point on the head, Ro...No, I think you hit Chabon's point on the head, Robert, although you offered it in a more straight-forward, non-Fifties way. Television viewers until the mid-Eighties had no control over what programming they watched, so they hung onto every transmitted bit.<BR/><BR/>This is still true to some extent (can you say <I>American Idol</I>?). Unless a viewer has the will power to wait to watch the latest episode of <I>Lost</I> on their TiVo, they still plan their week around the initial airing. <BR/><BR/>My main beef with Chabon was more the way he depicted an early Fifties version of television viewing as though it were his own experience, when he wasn't even a sparkle in his parents' eyes yet.Kyle Stichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06472594376238413543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12810229.post-1131243839816307942005-11-05T18:23:00.000-08:002005-11-05T18:23:00.000-08:00Interesting post. I was just talking about TV hist...Interesting post. <BR/><BR/>I was just talking about TV history today while watching football with my wife's pop. I was thinking back to how when I used to watch something, say a movie that I missed or was too young to see in theater...and I think back in the day I watched TV more intensely, more as an active participant somehow, because once it was broadcast you had no way to see it again until someone decided to rerun it. There was no Internet, no video store, no instant access to a zillion movies. <BR/><BR/>I have no idea what this means, if anything.Southern Oregon Animal Sanctuaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08216277573617739946noreply@blogger.com