The story · 1982
The story of Tinfoil Ears TV
The Tinfoil Ears TV lived on the kitchen counter, its rabbit ears wrapped in foil by a parent who swore it helped. Channels changed with a dial that clunked like a bank vault. Somebody always had to stand beside the set holding one antenna at a weird angle so everyone else could see the picture.
The human antenna in the family earned no thanks, only instructions like a little to the left, no, back, perfect, don't move.





