When I was in high school, TV was a needed friend, even though I was embarrassed to be around him so much.
When I was in college, TV was a hated enemy, one that I railed against at every opportunity.
When I got out of college, TV was again a very good friend, though one that I had finally learned to be proud of and deeply love.
Today, I don’t see TV often. When I do, though, we get along just fine.
Maturity has a way of removing all my strongest opinions.