As of two days ago I was one of the last people on Earth who subscribed to this thing called “cable.” You know… TV. Like with the channels and the remote and the tuning in at certain times.

I told myself that if watching the Super Bowl were easy to do without “TV” I really didn’t need it anymore. (Live sports were the last refuge of cable.)

My four-year-old figured out how to stream the game.

And then he asked, “Daddy, what’s TV?”

Time to move into this decade.