Television is the literature of the illiterate, the culture of the low-brow, the wealth of the poor, the privilage of read more

Television is the literature of the illiterate, the culture of the low-brow, the wealth of the poor, the privilage of the underprivilaged, the exclusive club of the excluded masses.

It is difficult to produce a television documentary that is both incisive and probing when every twelve minutes one is read more

It is difficult to produce a television documentary that is both incisive and probing when every twelve minutes one is interrupted by twelve dancing rabbits singing about toilet paper.

Did you ever think about life as a metaphor for television?

Did you ever think about life as a metaphor for television?

When television is good, nothing is better. But when television is bad, nothing is worse. I invite you to sit read more

When television is good, nothing is better. But when television is bad, nothing is worse. I invite you to sit down in front of your TV set and keep your eyes glued to that set until the station signs off. I can assure you that you will observe a vast wasteland.

And since the stench of death will always attract flies and vermin, the arrival of Geraldo was perhaps inevitable.

And since the stench of death will always attract flies and vermin, the arrival of Geraldo was perhaps inevitable.

Television? The word is half Latin and half Greek. No good can come of it.

Television? The word is half Latin and half Greek. No good can come of it.

When television is good, nothing is better. When it's bad, nothing is worse.

When television is good, nothing is better. When it's bad, nothing is worse.

I hate television. I hate it as much as peanuts. But I can't stop eating peanuts.

I hate television. I hate it as much as peanuts. But I can't stop eating peanuts.

The television, that insidious beast, that Medusa which freezes a billion people to stone every night, staring fixedly, that Siren read more

The television, that insidious beast, that Medusa which freezes a billion people to stone every night, staring fixedly, that Siren which called and sang and promised so much and gave, after all, so little.