Privacy was in sufficient danger before TV appeared, and TV has given it its death blow.

One of the misfortunes of our time is that in getting rid of false shame we have killed off so much real shame as well.

The closer and more confidential our relationship with someone, the less we are entitled to ask about what we are not voluntarily told.

Old age is an excellent time for outrage. My goal is to say or do at least one outrageous thing every week.

My guess is that mainstream channels will play a leading role for another decade, and probably far longer. Some content may be fragmented into itsy-bitsy bites…

TV bosses rely on revelations about the private lives of their stars to hook an audience.

Now I lay me down to sleep Knowing that your lenses peep Now I eat my daily bread And into the tape spool I'll be fed