It was a valiant effort. In a wave of Duke the Devil jubilation, I tore out my cable, returned the box and remote to Time Warner Cable with a Revolution, Bitches! salute, and jumped off grid...
(... well, not completely: I still kept my turbo internets... I'm not crazy...)
I am sad to report, fellow bitches, that I surrendered to Time Warner today. I am back in the chains of digital cable and handcuffs of DVR. I hate The Man and The Man's quality high definition resolution.
But at least I can watch repeats of The Boondocks and put my fist in the air like I mean that shit.
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