I don’t even own a TV

In the evening, in the pub, you will not find everybody talking about what they saw on TV the previous night. Amazing as it may seem, they can still speak of what really interests them. They have not yet entirely succumbed to the publicity-man’s world where flesh and blood has been turned into plastic and cardboard.

from ‘Oasis of the North’ by Dawn MacLeod. (1958)


About cardboardbird

cardboardbird doesn't even exist.
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