TV Dinners

by Regis Boff

My life’s industry has been watching TV.
Its programs and advertisements defined who I am.
Black and white doctors in the fifties tried to lodge fear in my parents about this appliance. “Watch out for poor eyesight and the onset of shitty posture,” they would say.
Dinners tasted better in front of a television. From their beginnings, I would have advertised them that way.