The problem with TV dinners is that is has always been impossible to serve the entire family at the same time. Unless one has the blessing of owning six microwaves and can afford the corresponding electrical bill, it is necessary to serve plastic trays of nutrition at a staggered pace. Therefore, papa bear will eat first but cannot allow his porridge to cool – forcing prompt ingestion. By the time the brother and sister’s meat platters are done nuking, commercial break, and daddy-o’s tray is licked clean. No longer does the family unit know how work went today, if they learned anything at school, or if homework is being completed. An outright and utter break down of communication. Oh well – at least those Swanson dinners are mighty tasty.
The Demise of Family Values