I was watching one of the black-on-white classics a few nights ago and noticed that the beginning was relatively free of commercials but as we started to approach the grand finale the commercials came every five minutes.
What’s going on? I feel like I am “captured,” which is exactly what Madison Avenue wants. I have invested more than an hour and a half in the movie and have got to see how it ends. In my efforts to “surf” the shows, I may have seen bits and pieces of a show but never a total movie in one shot. I still haven’t seen “Gone with the Wind,” from start to finish.
I can only hope that my daughter doesn’t read this because faster than you can say “I’ve got the disc loaded and ready to go,” she will have the televsion loaded for my enjoyment for the next hour and a half. “Hello, Rhett, hello, Scarlet, so good to see you once again.”
Finally how many aluminum cans must be sent to the crusher to take care of our craving for canned soda? There must come a time when input equals output and we can shut down the aluminum smelting plants.
The observation also applies to cars being crushed.
As time goes by my belly button lint will slowly build up, loud commercials will replace the shows and we will be paid NOT to recycle cans — they have too many on hand to store.
Henry Geerken is a three-time NYSUT award-winner writing humorous articles addressing retiree and senior citizen concerns. Geerken also writes for Sail-World, World Cruising Newsletter, regarding his many humorous sailing episodes through the years. He can be reached by email at email@example.com. ‘Senior Scene’ columns can be found at www.thedailystar.com/seniorscene.