The other night as we were
watching the Giants game, Lou had the TV/satellite remote in his hand. He
wasn’t changing the channel or looking through the guide, just watching the
ball game. There seems to be some sort of innate power that is gained from having
control of the clicker! Often times in our household, the remote is placed on
the center couch cushion between us. That way it is available to either of us
if we want to see what’s on later or flick to another show during a commercial.
It started me thinking about
the almighty remote control. I grew up in an era when you had to physically get
up out of your chair, walk over to the black & white TV & turn the dial
to change the station. There were only a few channels available for our
viewing pleasure which made it pretty simple.
Now, there are literally
hundreds of stations at our disposal. Bruce Springsteen wrote a song years ago
with the title, “57 Channels & Nothin’ On”. Now, that line is obsolete
since even the basic cable package contains more than 57 choices, but the
sentiment still rings true. How many times have you flicked through double or
triple that number of stations & been unable to find anything to
watch?
I enjoy the remote control
device as much as the next person but why is it that most men get a hold of
that thing & simply click through every single one of the channels pausing
for maybe two seconds on each station before moving on? My father is the worst
at that & it drives me crazy! I think the only reason cable or satellite
companies give us 200 stations is so that the channel surfers won’t get bored.
I recall visiting my then
in-laws back in the early 1970s. They were proud as punch of their new remote
control device for their TV. It had three rectangular buttons on it, that’s all
– just three. One turned it on & off. The second controlled the volume
& the third changed the channels. You had to scroll through the channels
& if you missed what you wanted to watch, you had to go through them again.
Of course, we only had about 6 or 8 channels at most so it didn’t take long. Same
with the volume – it just got louder & louder until it started over really
softly.
I can remember thinking, “How
ridiculous! They can’t even get up off their butts to change the channel on the
TV?” It didn’t make a bit of sense to me how people could be so lazy that they couldn’t walk a few steps to turn the channel. I can only imagine the confused
stares you would get from kids today if you related stories of TVs without
remotes.
Our first VCR (about 25 – 30
years ago) had a remote with a long cord that attached it to the device. You
could sit on the couch & control the machine but had to be careful not to
trip anyone walking across the room. The thing was the size of a suitcase &
weighed about 20 pounds. Today’s DVD players are tiny by comparison. And we
even have DVRs now that don’t use a tape or a disc. I’m just now learning about
“downloading” & “streaming” things to our TV or even my smart phone! I’m pretty
sure it is all done with smoke & mirrors.
When I play my yoga DVDs on
the TV it requires THREE different remotes to control the BluRay player, change
the input & adjust the TV settings. Our remote caddy has six of the little
devices lined up in it – SIX! Each remote has an average of 55 buttons (I just
counted them J).
Gone are the days when remotes had three push buttons. Who knew you would need
an electronics degree to operate your home entertainment system in the 21st
century!
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