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PRIME TIME
By Norman Spinrad
Edna chose to awake this morning to good old breakfast loop A. John was reading a newspaper over
pancakes and sausages in the kitchen of their old home. The kids were gulping the last of their food and
were anxious to be on their way to school.
After yesterday's real-time-shared breakfast with John, she really felt she needed the soothing old
familiar tape from her files today. It might have been shot way back during the 1987-88 television
season on a crude home deck, it might be snowy and shaky, but Edna still ran it three or four mornings a
week in preference to the breakfast soaps or more updated domestic footage. Somehow it captured what
prime breakfast time with John and the kids had really been like, and somehow that made it her prime
breakfast programming choice.
Edna: Now, Sammy, you finish the rest of your
milk before you run outdoors!
Sammy: (slugging down the rest of his milk) Aw,
Ma, I'm gonna be late!
Edna: Not if you don't take your usual shortcut
past the candy store.
Of course the old tape hadn't been shot from her stereo perspective, and there was something strange
about seeing yourself in your own domestic programming, and it certainly wasn't as well written as a
breakfast soap, but then none of the soaps were personalized and none of her other domestic tapes with
John had footage of the kids at grade-school age.
John was always after her to share real-time programming with him. He'd voice her over on the
communication channel and show her tapes he had made for himself with her in them, or he'd entice her
with shared domestic tapes, or he'd bombard her with porn-channel footage.
But the domestic tapes he programmed for them to share all took place in exotic locales, and the story
lines were strictly male-type fantasies-John's idea of suitable real-time programming for the two of them
to share ran to camel caravans across the desert, spaceship journeys to strange planets full of weird
creatures, sailing the South Seas, discovering lost cities, fighting in noble wars. And her viewpoint role
was usually a cross between Wonder Woman and Slave Girl. Well, that might be how John wished to
real-time-share with her, but Edna preferred her soaps and romantic historicals, which John categorically
refused to real-time-share with her under any
circumstances.
As for the porn channels that he wanted to realtime-share with her, the only word was disgusting.
Still, he was her husband, and she felt she had to fulfill her conjugal obligations from time to time; so
five or ten times a season she gritted her teeth and real-time-shared one of his crude male porn channels
in the sex-object role. Less frequently he consented to time-share a historical X with her, but only
because of the implied threat she'd withhold her porn-channel favors from him if he didn't.
So by and large it was mealtime program sharing that was their least distasteful channel of contact and
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