1988. I came home late from work one night and saw my wife and three oldest kids laid out in the living room, all with their mouths open staring at a presidential debate. None of them seemed to notice me coming in. I took the box out to the alley and put a piece of cement block through the screen. There has not been one in the house since. It took wife a couple of months to get over it but she came to despise TVs, too, and won’t stay more than a few minutes at a friends house if the friend has the TV on and is disinclined to turn it off. Three of my four do not watch TV nor do their own children. The fourth makes videos and wins prizes with them. He is entwined with it all.
Wow... you sound like a lot of fun.
Have you sought counseling for this obsessive need for control?