The only glitch is that we don't have a digital TV antenna installed, which has instilled some (like Jiro) with a sense of panic. He's seen this kind of scenario play out in the past and views this event with much trepidation. To him it looks like a repeat of the same show. The last time our TV broke down, I decided not to get a new one. I thought the lack of the boob tube might spark a cultural renaissance where we would write operas, create inspiring images on canvas, pen the great novels of our time, etc. It didn't happen. We did play a lot of board games, which we still do to this day, but mostly the void was filled by comic books and portable electronic gaming devices. We eventually bought a new, digital broadcast-ready, monster of a television.
While we still don't exactly have the approximately three hundred dollars to shell out for a digital TV antenna we do have a plan. After some research, M (my wife) has discovered a way to turn a traditional Japanese wind power device, the uchiwa (a rounded hand held fan), into a state-of-the-art digital broadcast receptor. All it took was a little tin foil, some tape, a length of electrical wiring and about fifteen minutes of labor to turn that little plastic fan (a promotional item bearing a cell phone advert that someone was giving away by the thousands in front of the local train station) into our golden ticket to that wonderful wasteland known as televised programming.
|M holding fantenna|