Life Without TV
To reconnect with my boys, I pulled the plug. Now what?
Signal for a new start.
"We're going to be way too busy to watch TV," I told my boys, who are five and 10. That was eight months ago.
We'd been avid TV watchers on the remote northern island where we'd been living for the previous five years. It was an island that got dark in the winter. Very dark. With a population of 900, it had no street lights, no traffic lights, and when night fell, neighbours were so far apart, you didn't see the lights of houses.
I'd never seen dark like that.
More to the point, I'd never FELT dark like that.
It became a state of mind, those winters and I felt like a caveman lost in the night until I turned on the TV. And then I felt myself return to what I considered my natural state: urbanite.
Let me clarify. When I say "TV," I mean videos, DVDs, and The Daily Show with Jon Stewart. I mean Trailer Park Boys, Trading Spouses, What Not to Wear, Extreme Makeover, Survivor, MTV.
I mean screen time.
I never watched much TV until I moved to the wilderness. In New York, I went to the theatre, movies, museums. I heard street music and would-be opera singers performing on the subway. I saw packs of talented teenaged boys breakdancing in Central Park like they'd walked off the set of a Broadway musical. I passed classical violinists on street corners. My friends played in off-beat venues, cello, saxophone, guitar. I went to poetry readings and avant-garde puppet shows. I'd seen it all for so many years, I fancied myself sated and, in my nascent days as a nature dweller, I thought I could easily entertain myself.
It never occurred to me that, to avoid going insane from what I've come to think of as "art deprivation syndrome," I'd need a TV.
Brawling for Gidget
I guess I arrived on that island predisposed to think of television as a useless pastime.
When I was growing up, my mother limited TV watching to a half hour each week. At least, she thought she did.
When our parents went out, my brother and I battled to see who could inflict the most damage on the other, while struggling for control of the channel changer. Back then, the channel changer was actually on the TV set.
Whoever knocked the other unconscious first got to choose which show to watch.
Even though I was two years younger, I often tackled my brother, and gained channel control and the right to watch Gidget.
I admit it: when I arrived in paradise, I was smug about not needing the things of the urban world.
"We don't really need movies out here," I'd report to my poor, pathetic, entertainment-addicted friends back in Manhattan.
We have wind. We have trees. We have wild animals.
We have air.
Then we closed on the sale of our apartment in NYC, and the moment we let it go, I became ravenous for culture.
Connected through Jon Stewart
I wasn't hungry for the kind of culture where a hippie kicks a hacky sack to his friend who kicks it back to him while passing him a joint. You could get that kind of culture at the Hall, the centre of cultural life in my rural Canadian community.
I was hungry for art, documentaries, music, literature.
I found you could get some reasonable facsimile, right there in the wilderburbs, simply by turning on the tube.
So as winter set in on the pristine northern paradise, and the harsh winds shook the cedar siding on the house, I turned to TV to help me cope. When I was watching, I was connected with other people, at least in my mind. I wasn't just a speck of human meaninglessness in a vast and uncaring landscape.
When I watched Jon Stewart, I could forget I was living thousands of miles from where the laughs were coming from and hundreds of miles from the nearest urban centre over an inhospitable sea.
The southeasters fought to rip the trees from their roots and spear them through the roof of our house, while I huddled in front of the TV, watching the entire sixteen-hour PBS series about the history of New York.
This was the longest stretch I'd ever spent in front of the TV, and after that I just kept watching.
I found myself asking, "What's on tonight?"
My partner got a projector and projected a TV image on the wall that was big enough for the whole family to fit inside of. TV was larger than any of us. It overshadowed us and shone colourful lights down upon us when outside the windows, we could see only black. We sat there in the glow it cast and watched and watched.
City flickers
But now, things were different. Now I was back in the city, Vancouver. My husband had decided to remain on the island for the time being and I was embarking on a new life with my children in the city.
In our first weeks in Vancouver, we revelled in what seemed like the endless selection of movies available to us in the video stores. We delighted in the sheer volume of story you could get. Who cared if 80 per cent of the plots sucked? There were choices and we came home with stacks.
Every time I needed to talk on the phone, I pulled out a video from the stack. "Just a minute," I'd joke to the friend on the other end of the line, "I've gotta go turn the kids off."
I'd pop in a video and come back to the phone.
"Okay, they're plugged in. Now what were you saying?"
Just when I'd get off the phone, another call would come, and before I knew it, I'd be sliding in a second video and even maybe a third.
I'd tell the kids they had a few more minutes, then I'd realize it was time to cook dinner. By the time dinner was on the table, they'd logged in another forty-five.
It wasn't going to kill them. But I calculated that a lot of our time "together" was being spent with all of us hooked into various household appliances.
Me, the computer. Them, the TV.
Them. I wanted my kids back. But to get them back, I was going to have to turn the TV off.
That would mean I would have to live with them always on. That seemed too hard.
Right at that time, by fate or by divine intervention, the DVD/video player simply stopped working. And that's when I made my decision. "No more TV."
I thought the kids would demand to be given a new mother, but they just smiled and said trustingly, "Okay."
That's when I got scared.
Babysitter, unplugged
"Now what?" I thought.
How was I going to make reality more exciting than reality TV?
What would I do without the reliable round-the-clock baby-sitting help of TV?
I wondered what I'd do when my kids just needed down time, or they were about to kill each other, or they'd told me for the hundredth time, "There's nothing to do."
I feared we'd be bored with each other and bored with ourselves.
I could only get myself to commit through Christmas. If I couldn't stand to live without a home entertainment centre at that point, well, then Santa would just have to slide down the chimney with one. And so I committed. The old VCR was dead and I didn't buy a new one. I never subscribed to cable, or at least, I haven't yet.
What I didn't realize was that we were about to become our own at home entertainment centre.
Christmas came and went. Spring is upon us and we remain TV-less. Sure, we peer into the fun-machine through YouTube on occasion, but it doesn't take over the living room like the TV used to do.
Are we better or worse for it? I don't know. It doesn't really matter.
What matters is this: We're not bored with each other and we're not bored with ourselves. Although my older son claims at least once a day, "I'm bored, Mom," it's just another way of saying, "I'm here, Mom."
I look him in the eye.
"Let's do something," he says.
And if I can, I do.
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Jeffrey J.
4 years ago
I salute Ms. Solomon
More and more people are reaching the same decision Linda has described. Turn off your cable TV! We did so 5 years ago. The dancing colours and surreal characters become insidiously habit forming. We spent the first million years of our existence interacting with real people. Its time we returned to our roots. Congratulations Linda on your courage. Your children will benefit greatly and you will inspire others to make the same decision.
Kano
4 years ago
It's really not that tough
Meh. It's really not that difficult. These are just day-to-day lifestyle choices, ones which I think many people over-dramatise.
I've gone through spells of watching more or less t.v. I lived the last year with a roommate who insisted we invest in a comprehensive Telus TV package, and watched a ton of movies & shows. Obviously I watched a bit more under these circumstances. The only time I really really overindulged was when I was quite sick for a couple of days - probably spent 8 hours a day watching! But that's okay, sometimes the mind needs to be numbed.
T.v. doesn't dominate my life. Some people watch a lot but really enjoy it. Good for them. The really big shift is to downloading entire series, or watching on DVD - some shows are much more enjoyable when one can watch consecutive episodes. The best part? NO ADS. Immediately makes the viewing experience better.
bob the cat
4 years ago
Being There
Ron Steigler: Mr. Gardner, uh, my editors and I have been wondering if you would consider writing a book for us, something about your um, political philosophy, what do you say?
Chance the Gardener: I can't write.
Ron Steigler: Heh, heh, of course not, who can nowadays? Listen, I have trouble writing a postcard to my children. Look uhh, we can give you a six figure advance, I'll provide you with the very best ghost-writer, proof-readers...
Chance the Gardener: I can't read.
Ron Steigler: Of course you can't! No one has the time! We, we glance at things, we watch television...
Chance the Gardener: I like to watch TV.
Ron Steigler: Oh, oh, oh sure you do. No one reads!
Dennis Watson: You know, I've never met anyone like you in Washington before.
Chance the Gardener: Yes, I've been here all my life.
Dennis Watson: Really? And uh, where have you been all MY life?
[laughs]
Dennis Watson: Ah, tell me, Mr. Gardner... have you ever had sex with a man?
Chance the Gardener: No... I don't think so.
Dennis Watson: We could go upstairs right now.
Chance the Gardener: Is there a TV upstairs? I like to watch.
Dennis Watson: You like to uh, watch?
Chance the Gardener: Yes.
Dennis Watson: You wait right here. I'll go get Warren!
President "Bobby": Life is a state of mind.
Morton Hull: Do you realize that more people will be watching you tonight, than all those who have seen theater plays in the last forty years?
Chance the Gardener: Why?
[Thomas and Johanna are watching Chance's interview on TV]
Thomas Franklin: It's that gardener.
Johanna, girl with Franklin: Yes, Chauncey Gardiner.
Thomas Franklin: No, he's a real gardener.
Johanna, girl with Franklin: He does talk like one. I think he's brilliant.
murdock
4 years ago
keep on self-medicating
only for those whom choose to disengage from any connection to the real world.
Instead of watching TV, may you should watch the couch!
Theatre is life
Film is art
Television in furniture.
dolphin
4 years ago
"reality" shows
Last night I happened to catch 10 minutes of So You Think You Can Dance (because my wife and daughter were in the living room and I wanted to have some interaction with them, even if it was only communal watching). Featured were two horribly inept "dancers" who were stunned when the critics panned them. This had followed breathless personal interviews where they opined that dancing "was their life" and their partner "was the best thing that ever happened to me", blah, blah, blah. It was too painful to watch, so I left the room, wondering how this puerile pap ever made it to broadcast pixels. Suffice it to say I loath reality shows, but confess an afinity for Rick Mercer and Jon Stewart.
clubofrome
4 years ago
One Cool Cat!
Thanks for Being There...
Bobbi
4 years ago
Get rid of tv
We got rid of tv three years ago, and it was the best decision we ever made for our family. I have happier kids (currently age 8 motnhs to 8 years) and we all get so much more accomplished in the day. The kdis also get along better, because they spend more time together. The library became a weekly event too.
Sam Salmon
4 years ago
Hmmm....
I've lived without TV for decades now and have never missed any of it.
One thing-a child who hasn't been exposed to a lot of TV is a much calmer individual-the 'twitches' aren't there at all-I can often recognise such kids.
It'll be interesting to see how the parent responds to this challenge it'll take a lot of imagination, willpower and willingness to stand out from the crowd.
Then there's the internet....
mjscox
4 years ago
tv teaches greed
Recently I had lunch with two friends who admitted they were addicted to television. My wife and I, I told them, had cancelled our cable service and given up watching any television except rented movies. We resented the time television sucked from our lives, even when watching documentaries and so-called quality drama. And I had always thought watching the news whilst eating dinner was a bizzare and unhealthy accompaniment to a meal, and it was even odder to watch news before bedtime.
Television, I told them, not only drained my soul, it poisoned my mind with feelings of inadequacy: the overarching message of commercials and programs being if I didn’t have such and such my life was incomplete. Propaganda masqueraded as news; thirty-second sound bites were the basis of our democratic discourse; and everyone wanted to be on tv, even if they were seen doing the most inane things. Stupidity became the norm: stupid people saying and doing stupid things to entertain a stupefied populace.
To watch television was to submit to the yoke of not one monolithic Big Brother but dozens, hundreds, of big brothers and sisters, public as well as private, whose agendas boiled down to numbers: the most viewers, the higher the ad revenues, the bigger the profits for the corporation which owned or controlled the station or network. It didn’t really matter what was being shown as long as it held our attention, and quality programs were simply a gloss on the same message: buy me. Buy me now.
My wife and I read in the evening. We go for walks in the neighbourhood. We do not bring iPods; we listen to the wind rustling the trees, to a baseball game in the park nearby, to birdsong, while songbirds are still with us. We feel more grounded, more in synch with the seasons, with each other.
Our exposure to tv now is the signals from the local stations and satellites passing through our bodies like neutrinos.
Occasionally I’ll look at the tv listings in the paper, bemused by the contradiction of three-digit channel numbers and the same old crap I once watched multiplied several times. The biggest sacrifice in giving up television was losing documentaries, but we found the best of them stocked at an independent video store. How can we miss what we don’t know we’re missing? And does missing the video of the latest middle east crisis make me less informed, when I can read about it online or in a newspaper?
Television isn’t inherently evil, but it’s effect on my brain was insidious. The flickering images induced a trance-like condition, an alpha state, in which my mind was receptive to whatever it was being fed. Quitting television was not only a healthy decision, and one that saved us hundreds of dollars in cable fees, but an act of defiance against a culture predicated on rampant consumerism.
IAMC
4 years ago
Cable is expensive
I pay $52.00 to our cable TV provider for one months service. That's $624.00 for a year, and I'm not getting Internet service for this.
It's gross amount to pay.
I can get a lot more information from the Internet, including many popular commercial television programs, and it's getting better all the time.
The new NHL contract with the CBC, compels the broadcaster to offer the feed on streaming video, on their website.
I am not interested in much of the TV I pay for.
I may look to satellite or some other alternative.
But to simply say " I am going to stop TV viewing in my household " is very naive.
There is so much info out there, that it's a folly to cut our self off from the current fountain of knowledge.
bob the cat
4 years ago
advertising medium
mjscox Excellent commentary...yes T.V. is an advertising propaganda medium..the difference in the ambiance of homes of friends without tv was interesting. A calmness...kids reading, quietly practicing saxophone..books everywhere...the product of creativity very evident..a totally different world than tv world with that..buzz
not there.
doggone
4 years ago
"til the kids are out of school"
That was how my parents put it.
Most neighbours had the blue "buzz box" humming away in the late '50s Okanagan. How I dreamed that one day after school I would walk up the driveway and there would be a T.V. antennae newly installed.
That did not happen and as I came in to siring children I too deprived them access even as the Blue became colour.
But the question remains: Shut off the Joy box and what do you do?
It's worth a try (not that I do it) just go outside and sit and listen and watch
Jen
4 years ago
x
I agree wholeheartedly with all the comments above, especially mjscox. I'm 26 and haven't had a television since I was 20. I'm your average working stiff, but I just don't know when I would find the time. I'm not terribly busy either, so I don't understand how people make time to tune into their favorite shows all week- what else do they do?! I find television bizarre when I do tune in at a friend's house- the ads especially are so creepy, and yes, "insidious" as mjscox said. They, along with the general dramas/Friends-esque shows/reality tv definitely inspire feelings of inadequacy and often after a "vacation" visiting my folks at home, who are confirmed television addicts, I find myself suddenly feeling I want to be thinner, dye my hair, get better clothing, get new shoes, have more parties, etc etc. I could probably stand to indulge in some of that, but wow does TV ever make you feel horrible about yourself.
Another thing I dislike is when watching TV together counts as family time. I go home to visit my parents, and want to have quality conversations wth them. Instead, we are reduced to channel-surfing machines, constantly patrolling for the next "interesting" program, and hushed if we try to talk during C.S.I. After it's all said and done, has TV improved you as a person? I know birdwatching, cycling, exercising, reading, and playing with animals certainly has, all alternatives to TV!
Now I will divulge that I love love love nature documentaries and am collecting David Attenborough's documentaries, Blue Planet, etc on DVD- far better to watch it this way, make it an event to gather round for rather than a happy accident to stumble upon a half-finished documentary. I don't even physically have a television, but the computer monitor turns around to the couch so it's no problem. Now, I've lived 6 years without a microwave, car, cell-phone, or television... any bets on what I'll bend on first? ;) I am not missing anything, that much I am sure of.
c otter
4 years ago
Want culture? Try radio
We have given up the tube twice over the past couple decades, this last stretch has been about four years.
When I say given up the tube I mean cable TV, we still watch rented movies.......I love a great suspense thriller.
Our son is now 14 years old and, believe it or not, does not ask for all the latest and greatest 'must have'.
Jay Currie
4 years ago
TV Free 2
One of the most interesting things about combining homeschooling with no television is that your kids will have no clue at all what the prize is with a Happy Meal this month.
That alone makes it well worthwhile.
dave49
4 years ago
TV is not a positive force
There was a very significant book published in the late 1970s called “Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television” by Jerry Mander (a former advertising executive). It is worth reading and will give you more reasons to justify not watching television.
http://www.amazon.com/Arguments-Elimination-Television-Jerry-Mander/dp/0688082742
http://www.eco-action.org/dt/elimtv.html
I know many families like us with young children who simply stopped their cable service. However, DVD and tape based children’s programming can also be over-viewed. And don’t forget Walt Disney’s predilection to scare kids out of their wits, and everyone in Hollywood copies that story structure. Ken Eisner of the Georgia Straight once used the term ‘psychic horror’ when reviewing a Disney animated film.
The only reason I know what is happening on television these days is because popular shows are deemed news-worthy. One thing that amazes me about the Internet is the explosion of gossip and celebrity obsession
Network television is in big trouble as their audience is eroded by digital cable and satellite specialty channels, the Internet, and computer gaming. The push for reality TV and the Idol series is all about viewership for the mainline networks to survive. A friend at CBC tells me radio is in good shape, but it looks bleak for CBC TV.
In our house, we see “screen time” as the same, regardless of whether it is TV or a computer game. Ultimately, what concerns me is the business forces that want to convince us and our children that we must consume a constant stream of ‘content’ from our phones, our laptops, our computer monitors and out televisions.