Let’s begin with full disclosure.

This writer rarely walks the path everyone else seems to travel. Countless movies and popular television series everyone raves about, may come and go without so much as an eye blink from this lady.

For over 20 years, DirecTV brought the entertainment world and its sometimes dubious offerings to the Funny Farm. But those gems of programming came at a steep price. Over $200 per month for the Premier Package.

Aside from the price, what was so special about this package? Many of the movie channels offered the same old movies. A more recent film cost extra. We paid for quantity rather than quality.

On the plus side, Hubby could watch almost any sporting event in the world. Years ago, the lady of the manor pointed out to Hubby’s brother that they would tune in to the national urinal targeting event if such a thing existed. The brother laughed and admitted he would.

We enjoyed watching movies at home because Hubby could crank up the volume so he could hear the dialogue. Of course, the sound was so loud that it made this writer’s ears bleed, but earplugs cut down the decibel level. Even with the aid of earplugs, everything sounds clear to her.

One problem we have all experienced with many current film offerings is when the actors are talking; the background music swells to the point that it drowns out the dialogue. Consequently, it is difficult for people with hearing impediments to understanding what is said.

Until recently terms like Netflicks, Sling TV and other reasonable alternatives to overpriced DirecTV were background noise to us as folks talked with enthusiasm about different series. For a fraction of the 200 plus price, this writer now enjoys movies without commercials.

A term people bandy about is binge-watching, something this writer could not wrap her head around because she did not spend time watching television. Then she saw the light.

Her first experience with binge-watching was, The Office, a show one of the Grands enjoys. She was catching up with the ones she missed, and the grandmother’s world opened to new possibilities.

Just because the lady of the manor has permanent technical difficulties with machines and gadgets in general, our son has dubbed her a Luddite. However, he is wrong.

There are two main definitions of Luddite. First, one of a group of early 19th century English workmen who destroyed laborsaving machinery as a protest. The second is a person who is opposed to technological change.

Although this writer was not around in the early 19th century and did not destroy machinery back then, she has given the technical troubleshooters plenty of work because of her computer problems. “I know the computer is supposed to do this, so why won’t it cooperate,” was her frequent lament.

The lady is not opposed to technological change and gadgets. She has trouble bending machines to her will. For one thing, the machines fight back, and she gets hurt, or the contraption in question collapses with frustration.

Because of Netflicks and Firestick, her horizons expanded. She discovered that binge-watching is not always something to look down upon, but rather an activity to embrace, within reason.

Her first discovery was the Ken Burns documentary series on the Civil War. The photographers back then chronicled the brutality and waste of national treasure, human lives. On the one hand, the series was an eye-opening window to our nation’s past. On the other, Mr. Burns brought the war, and its generals to life in a way history class never managed.

Following all the Civil War blood and gore, the lady discovered a Chinese series, with subtitles, set in the days of the emperors. She watched 30 episodes in a little over 24 hours. Who needs sleep when one can gorge on the drama and thrills of palace intrigue?

One thing was clear. Whether the people live under the rule of Chinese emperors or the lunatics in Washington, D.C, when it comes to gaining and holding power, most will stoop to their baser natures.



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