I don’t know about you—and why would I—but when I go to a nice, dark, cozy, relaxing, and restorative tavern, and there’s a TV switched on up on the wall or over the bar, it totally harshes my mellow, you know? I don’t support this proliferation of flatscreens. Some bars should just be a Bar, you know? It’s like a Church, in some ways, and Thou Shalt Haz No Other Gods Before TV, right? I have long ago accepted Television as My Personal Savior, and I got nothing but Love for Teevee, however, when I am in a bar for drinking, with nice low lights and stuff, and an entertaining display of festive and medicinal bottles, softly illuminated, possibly reflected in a behind-the-bar mirror, I don’t want a bright glowing screen someplace burning my eyeballs! I’m not talking about a Sports Bar, man, that is its own Temple, I’m talking about a place where you go to get loaded and have engrossing conversations and stuff, OK? This also applies to Coffee Shops, but screw-to-the-you for giving me Stink-Eye if I’m talking too loud in a Coffee Shop while you are mooching WiFi and pretending it’s your office. Sign on the door says COFFEE, yo! I am reacting to a Powerful Stimulant to Conversation!