{"id":151,"date":"2011-06-01T23:03:44","date_gmt":"2011-06-01T23:03:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/deadreal.com.au\/dead_things\/?p=151"},"modified":"2021-06-17T15:36:32","modified_gmt":"2021-06-17T04:36:32","slug":"when-televisions-die","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/deadreal.com.au\/dead_things\/when-televisions-die\/","title":{"rendered":"When televisions die"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Upside down and facing a blank wall. Is there a more ignominious death for a television? It\u2019s not uncommon to see televisions smashed to pieces in their disposal, as if subjected to an explosive, deranged act of vengeance for everything they have delivered to our lounge rooms \u2013 they are the instruments of the devil, after all \u2013 but this is a more subtle and, in some ways, crueller form of rejection. There is no indication that this television has reached the end of its working life. Sometimes televisions are set free with hopeful, hand-written notes attached to them proclaiming \u2018Yes, I still work\u2019, like a Depression-era plea for compassion and charity. Free to a good home, willing to work for a new pair of eyeballs \u2013 that\u2019s all I need: someone to turn me on, tune me in and drop in front of me again as I resume streaming forth the contents of the airwaves.<\/p>\n

Even televisions that no longer work are often left with a residual dignity, carefully placed by the roadside, blank screen facing the world defiantly as if proclaiming \u2018OK, so I can no longer beguile and enchant you with my moving images, but at least I am still intact. I am television.\u2019 How faintly comic are such displays of lingering pride! Is there anything more useless than the dead-eyed reflection of an empty screen? There is no alternative use for a dead television. Its demise is irredeemable.<\/p>\n

But to turn the screen to the wall and rest it on its head is an especially calculated form of rejection \u2013 upside down and back to front \u2013 as if explicitly rejecting its very raison d\u2019\u00eatre<\/em>, like a car without wheels, a chair with no seat. Such an act seeks to neither obliterate nor rehabilitate \u2013 it simply humiliates.<\/p>\n

We can expect to see more scenes like this one on our streets. The age of the old CRT TV is coming to an end as the shift to sleek new flat panels, driven by consumer demand and the switch to digital transmission, renders the Tube, the Box, increasingly obsolete. From now on, it is the age of the Display. All over the land, these squat, corpulent magicians are being turfed out like naughty boys, expelled to endure the elements, disconnected and alone. Face the wall and do not move until you\u2019re told. There are schemes<\/a> planned to help with their recuperation \u2013 ensuring that the damage they inflict is limited only to our minds \u2013 but there\u2019s no doubt too that the scent of revenge is in the air. The spell has been broken; the small screen is being made to feel exactly that.<\/p>\n\n\t\t