Shut the stupidbox off. Just laying back and spreading your intellectual legs to get sprayed with multicolored mutant-semen that coagulates on your prefrontal cortex and guides your brand preferences is tantamount to suicide of the soul.
For fuck's sake. I give the benefit of the doubt to many who still pursue this archaic and wholly superior gaming incarnation that they're a cut above in the context of cognitive ability. Don't prove me wrong. Kill your fucking TV. Drop it out the back of a van going 65+ kph. Shows that you're attached to? Download and archive. Don't be held hostage to the thoughtcrafters.