Cold Turkey (well, cold sparrow)
Thursday, September 30th, 2010
Apart from Michael Sutcliffe, my other whipping boy - “So Much Less”.
A few months ago I stopped DsTV and we managed a whole ten days before we removed our fingers from each others’ throats and reinstated the damn thing. Since then its been the usual evening catatonia. The only programme we know well is the programme guide. Up & down all bloody night - the programme guide, that is.
Before I carry on, a question. ‘How much actual programme viewing is there in an hour of DsTV??’ Answer at the end.
One thing I did not revert to when it was reinstated was the debit order. So I have been getting SMSs from Multichoice for the monthly - simply to remind me each month how much it is I am paying. And, it’s been getting more difficult to pay this for the relatively few channels we watch.
So, as an experiment, I have downgraded to DsTV Compact with about 45 channels for R230. Of these, I would say that no more than 16 have any real interest. I am increasingly sick and tired of
- Dinosaurs
- Sharks
- Snakes
- American narrators who cannot help but run off at the mouth for 60 minutes and are in every shot
- Gratuitous computer graphics - history is being rewritten by Pixar
- Survivor specialists (what about the poor bloody cameraman/sound tech and their gear??)
- Endless ‘potboiled’ documentaries with the same content as the last series but with new CGI
- Sky News with 48 hour old stories and what they think is ‘news’.
- Endless repeats - about a hundred transmissions - to be repeated in a year or so
- Mind numbing, contemptuous commercials and promos
- Twerps who want to get real close to real dangerous creatures (not close enough for me)
- etc.




