I remember those. Some of them were truly frightening, like the one about the danger of drowning in unknown deep waters and another about the perils to be found on farms, where a group of children playing gradually shrinks because they're being killed by things like drinking chemicals they found in a barn or being run over by a tractor. Most of those films would need trigger warnings if they were shown today, though a few were funny like the one about decimalisation, 'Granny Gets The Point' or something. Showing my age a bit there, ha.
At school, video hadn't been invented yet but we were occasionally shown 'Programmes for Schools' on the school's one small portable tv, but that only happened two or three times a year. They were solidly educational and not too awful, though I admit I cannot recall what a single one of them was actually about, just vague impressions that it might have been geography or chemistry. I was probably looking out the window rather than the screen, which would be typical.
Thinking about it, I pretty much stopped watching tv in the 1980s when I was studying and the student house I lived in didn't have a tv and no one was bothered about it. I find them ugly and intrusive in rooms and the little I've seen of what's shown on them is garbage. The delivery is unbearable, with so much waffle and emoting from the presenters. Please, just give me a decently written article instead. And, y'know, I liked the old-style delivery of the 70s and early 80s, it was factual and to the point like this one (https://youtu.be/3q-qfNlEP4A) from 1978 about the quick-clay landslide in Rissa. Everything is so wonderfully dated, almost quaint by today's standards, but it is informative and no one is trying to be passionate about anything or feigning excitement. From time to time, someone will loudly insist that I watch whatever they're currently enjoying and I last tried this in 2010, watching on IPlayer, but only lasted six minutes. I can still hear the presenter's voice - the programme was 'Spring Watch' and they were looking at black bear cubs in Minnesota or somewhere. There was a typical black bear scene of mother bear lounging on the forest floor while her two cubs play in a nearby tree. Then the narrator's voice comes in and she oh so very earnestly and breathily intones 'Two cubs, in a tree, shivering'. At that point I thought 'Nope, can't do it!' and have never looked back. I realised that I just don't want this stuff in my head and prefer my own thoughts and real images of what's about me. I enjoy my imagination and the pictures it draws in my mind as I read, so resent being intruded upon by fakery on a screen.
As for video games, I've never played one and am happy to keep it that way.
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I remember those. Some of them were truly frightening, like the one about the danger of drowning in unknown deep waters and another about the perils to be found on farms, where a group of children playing gradually shrinks because they're being killed by things like drinking chemicals they found in a barn or being run over by a tractor. Most of those films would need trigger warnings if they were shown today, though a few were funny like the one about decimalisation, 'Granny Gets The Point' or something. Showing my age a bit there, ha.
At school, video hadn't been invented yet but we were occasionally shown 'Programmes for Schools' on the school's one small portable tv, but that only happened two or three times a year. They were solidly educational and not too awful, though I admit I cannot recall what a single one of them was actually about, just vague impressions that it might have been geography or chemistry. I was probably looking out the window rather than the screen, which would be typical.
Thinking about it, I pretty much stopped watching tv in the 1980s when I was studying and the student house I lived in didn't have a tv and no one was bothered about it. I find them ugly and intrusive in rooms and the little I've seen of what's shown on them is garbage. The delivery is unbearable, with so much waffle and emoting from the presenters. Please, just give me a decently written article instead. And, y'know, I liked the old-style delivery of the 70s and early 80s, it was factual and to the point like this one (https://youtu.be/3q-qfNlEP4A) from 1978 about the quick-clay landslide in Rissa. Everything is so wonderfully dated, almost quaint by today's standards, but it is informative and no one is trying to be passionate about anything or feigning excitement. From time to time, someone will loudly insist that I watch whatever they're currently enjoying and I last tried this in 2010, watching on IPlayer, but only lasted six minutes. I can still hear the presenter's voice - the programme was 'Spring Watch' and they were looking at black bear cubs in Minnesota or somewhere. There was a typical black bear scene of mother bear lounging on the forest floor while her two cubs play in a nearby tree. Then the narrator's voice comes in and she oh so very earnestly and breathily intones 'Two cubs, in a tree, shivering'. At that point I thought 'Nope, can't do it!' and have never looked back. I realised that I just don't want this stuff in my head and prefer my own thoughts and real images of what's about me. I enjoy my imagination and the pictures it draws in my mind as I read, so resent being intruded upon by fakery on a screen.
As for video games, I've never played one and am happy to keep it that way.