Unthinkability

My wife came on board fully a few days ago, and she gave me the green light to disconnect the cable service.  I disconnected the physical cable yesterday, but I am waiting a couple of days before I call the cable company to terminate service; I want to ensure that our media systems will work well with the RF antenna. 

One day after completely disconnecting our house from the RF cable service (but keeping the internet service via the cable modem), everything is working and we are adjusting nicely. 

The kids had been getting used to the idea for the past week because I had disconnected the TVs from cable.  They filled their time with other things like DVDs and games, though my oldest daughter has asked a few times “when will we get to watch real TV again,” to which I had responded with a “we’ll have to see.”

My wife and I had a talk with the kids about it last night at dinner time, and we explained that we have lots of things to do in our house besides watching TV.  I told them that we will no longer pay the many, many times their allowance for us to watch the same shows over and over.

Reactions:

Our oldest daughter’s eyes welled up when she heard that she would not be able to watch her Disney shows 24 hours a day. 

I told her that Hannah Montana and Zach & Cody would record once a week on Saturday morning (courtesy of ABC), and that would be enough.  She recovered quickly, though I’m sure that this will be “one of those times” that she remembers forever.  Bummer.

Our other two daughters are perfectly cool with it; just more time to play Lego Indiana Jones, Marble Blast, and Guitar Hero… and My Little Pony.

Dictating Change

I suppose that this is an illustration that effective Parenthood requires a benevolent dictatorship.  (Yes, we are also stewards of our children, but stewardship does not sufficiently address the management of dissent.)  In the end, this is such a small change resulting in such great benefit to the children and the household that it would be irresponsible to not follow through.  I regret not doing it sooner, and that is my constant burden.

Spare TV, anyone?

In the process of converting from analog to digital, I found some incredible deals for LCD TVs on eBay, and we are left with two spare TV’s that require converter boxes. 

Our babysitter is a college student, and we were able to ‘gift’ her one of our old analog-only TVs for $5.  The $5 was really just a formality because she would not accept it for “free.”  We need to find a good home for one more.

I called the cable company yesterday to discontinue service.  The call center representative was very polite and did not try to change my mind.  These cancellation calls can be a pain, like when I originally dropped Vonage.  In contrast, the cable rep was quick and efficient while being friendly.  (I mean, really, could a stranger on the phone actually talk you out of disconnecting your service?)

They prorated our monthly bill, so we only owe about half of the usual amount even though the lineman won’t be out to disconnect the line for another couple weeks.  Our RF system is disconnected from the cable service inside the house, so it doesn’t really matter to us.

I double-checked with the call center rep to make sure that the work order included a note about not disrupting our internet service (on a separate account).  She even read the note back to me, but I am still a little worried that the lineman will do something to screw it up.  Perhaps I am too cynical, lack faith, and am blindly distrustful of strangers.  We’ll find out in a couple of weeks.

Meanwhile, the wife is enjoying the high-def shows like CSI and House and GMA, I am catching up with my old friends David Letterman and Conan O’Brien, and the kids are no longer missing the endless stream of pre-teen snot-nosed brat dialogue that had spewed from the Disney/Nickelodeon channels just 11 days ago. *Ahhhhh*

I feel like a convert, a reborn media consumer.  I feel like some kind of religious freak enthusiast who has just discovered the invisible truth that has been there all along.  I was blind, and now I can see.  I am driven to share my new-found knowledge.  I shall become insufferable!

No.  I won’t.

Marc Maron recently had a rant about this particular topic, wishing that everyone could just unplug for [a month?] and reset.  I don’t recall his exact quote, but it was along the lines of “How much of our angst and frenzy is self-inflicted, driven by the media that we are gladly jamming down our eye sockets and ear holes.  WTF!”

Two years ago, I would have thought that Marc was a knee-jerk praetorian.  Today, I am a believer.

Ever meet a fanboy of a particular brand of paperclip?  Or of a wire coat hanger company?  Unlikely, as these are ubiquitous commodities.  They are interchangeable, and their sales are driven by price and availability.  Sure, I have used some pretty nice paperclips before, but I have never gone out of my way to buy a certain brand.  I have never gotten into an argument about which brand of paperclip is better.

I realized that I am treating everything like a commodity now, and that even my iPhone has become just another generic hammer in my toolbox of “crap I use to do the job.”  I wrote this post as a deconstruction of Fanboyism and how I have seen its decline over the past 30 years.

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Still not missing cable, and it has become the new normal.  So much so, in fact, that I had to force myself to write this update.  It’s so not a big deal.

The cable company sent us a full bill this month dated Feb 15, so I called them to ensure that they had our cutoff order in the system.  The call center rep confirmed our cutoff date as Feb. 2nd, and said that their ‘system’ has not yet ‘finalized’ the cutoff.  She tried to shorten the time and bring the ‘finalization date’ closer, but her computer would only extend the date, not shorten it.  She told us to not pay this new bill (since we had paid more than the prorated amount already), and she confirmed again that we would receive a refund check for the overage.

So, we continue to watch TV as a family in the evening.  The Olympics currently dominate NBC, with hours and hours of snow sports on the local affiliate.  The kids like watching ‘the pretty girls’ skating with those ‘handsome boys.’  The NBC network aired the Olympic Curling competitions on CNBC, so we did not get to see it.  We will survive somehow.

NBC has our attention after the Olympics, too, with “Parenthood” and “The Marriage Ref” coming up, along with my own personal addiction “30 Rock.”  Fox has “House", and ABC has “Better Off Ted” (if they have enough insight to renew it for another season).  My wife is finding her “Hoarders” fix online, and the kids are watching the heck out of PBS Kids and Harry Potter movies.

Our RedBox rentals continue to outpace Netflix (which has not seen fit to send us more than a couple of new releases since November).  The kids are watching quite a bit of Netflix Streaming, and I wonder when Netflix will start capping the bandwidth.

I’ll try to remember to check in every once in a while.  Feel free to share your “quitting cable” stories/links in the comments.

The Comcast Cable lineman disconnected everything at our house at 10:15 am this morning by putting a blocking terminator on our line at the utility pole, rather than reading the very clear and easy-to-understand note about being sure that our Business Internet service was not interrupted.  (The customer service representative even read the note back to me and confirmed that it would print on the work order!)  Apparently, I am far too wise and experienced a soul to indulge in wishful thinking anymore.   

The Comcast’s credit, I called the Business Support line and they got another lineman out within the hour.  Our downtime was a grand total of 70 minutes.  That’s pretty stellar response time, but it was still a significant and preventable disruption in the middle of the business day, given that 50 minutes of that time was me managing the outage on the phone, checking my side of the cabling to make sure a squirrel didn’t chew through anything, making failover plans for the business gear in the event that they didn’t send someone out soon, and then meeting the 2nd lineman.  So, if they would send me a video of them slapping the carelessness out of the first lineman that couldn’t seem to spare the time to read the notes on the f***ing work order, that would be great.