With every passing day the 1992 Cable Act becomes more of a rabbit-ear relic of a bygone one-way communication era, something that more appropriately should be part of a museum exhibit or a history book not permanently driving the current and future trajectory of American video competition, technology and innovation.
One observer after another extols the purer and simpler delivery of a bygone age and deplores contemporary singers who wallow in trills, slides and other vocal histrionics.