I shall place the blame squarely on a vagary in the language, "No TV Week," for last night's viewing of Nurse Betty. It in no way was due to a collapse of character, nor a weakening in moral fiber. Indeed my moral fiber is as strong as ever.
It's just that more attention should have been paid to the crafting of the statement, No TV Week, for the reference to TV is ambiguous and indeterminate. Does it refer to the instrument itself, the cool big box on the corner of the living room? Or does it refer to the images transmitted through the device, the programs pulled out of thin air, reassembled, and beamed out as "Must See TV"? With such a lack of clarity, it's only natural some confusion would occur. And in this instance, said confusion resulted in the viewing of one DVD.