There was, of course, one in the living room, with all the
furniture arranged around it. There was
one in my bedroom. Mom and Dad had one
in their bedroom, on a shelf near the ceiling so they could see it easily in
bed. There was one in the kitchen. And, for awhile at least, there was one in
the bathroom.
I grew up in a home with five television sets.
Television was supposed to strengthen the American
family. Hell, visionaries like Marshall
McLuhan even believed it would organize the worldwide human family into one big, harmonious “global village.” Television advertisements projected an image
of social bonding—Father, Mother, two happy children (all white and middle
class, of course) happily sharing high-quality drama, or cocktail parties with
all the friends and neighbors (Mother in an evening dress serving drinks).
Cecilia Tichi, in her 1992 book The Electronic Hearth, showed how television manufacturers
consciously co-opted the imagery of the colonial fireplace hearth and
transferred the warmth and fellow-feeling associated with it to this new
technology. Television was to keep the
children home; it would even keep (or get) the husband home to be attended to by his loving wife. And at the same time, it would be, in a
phrase popular at the time, a “window on the world”, bringing news and sports
from far away straight into the family room for all to experience. We’d even eat our TV dinners together off
aluminum and plastic TV trays!
Much of that did indeed happen. I was “nourished” by my share of TV dinners
and turkey pot pies. But increasingly, I
ate them in my own room, on my own TV tray, watching my own programs on my own
television set. And so did many
others. The great unifier proved, in
fact, to be one of the great dividers.
One of the most important trends in current media is fragmentation and the dissolution of the
mass audience. Marketers have learned to
target narrow demographic audiences with ever-increasing precision so that they
don’t waste any effort trying to reach people who aren’t already inclined to
buy, and this has driven most media, but especially television, to tailor
offerings to niche viewers. Cable and
satellite viewers can spend 24 hours watching golf or cooking or home
improvement or news and entertainment in a variety of other languages. Five hundred channels and plenty on, for every conceivable (at
least legal) taste and inclination. And
one result is that, as a society, we are fractured and polarized as never
before during the Age of Media. We
simply have less and less to talk to each other about—and when we do talk, we
have increasingly polarized points of view.
Despite the sexist, racist and classist images used to
promote it, the electronic hearth wasn’t such a bad idea. But as soon as it became possible to buy cheap
sets, it became an impossible dream. We
could all gaze out of our own windows on our own worlds.
The TV I had in my bedroom.
No comments:
Post a Comment