There’s nothing good on TV
Work and thoughts about loved ones that I haven’t seen in months consume my days; time left for recreation is just a rotation of the same narrow set of activities. Sometimes it’s catching up with people or playing games on Zoom, sometimes it’s a bit of responsible outdoor time. But most days? It’s TV. I’m not sick of it. I just don’t know what I’m looking for, and that’s not a new phenomenon. Bruce Springsteen sang about it in 1992, and they didn’t even have Peacock yet. The claim is more ridiculous now, maybe even foolish to entertain, but I think there’s a pretty good explanation: TV is supposed to be social.
I talk about TV to everyone and nobody is watching the same thing. That’s over. TV is a single-player game now.