In 1963, I recollect
receiving just four channels on TV.
Three networks and a local would project
the news. We watched it in the family
or living room – we only owned one set.
And when assassination slayed our course,
pre-empted programming meant all we’d get
were funary and serious reports.

Just let a half a century go by,
and change is too stupendous to ignore.
A hundred cable news reporters vie
for my attention, with a thousand more
on Internet. Too many or too few
mislead. I need a medium to view.