With all the media
hoopla around net neutrality and what a bandwidth hog Netflix
apparently is, I can't help but reflect on how the streaming video
service has changed my life in the past eight months.
I've had a DVD
player for about 10 years and during that time I've amassed a pretty
sizable disc library. It's the repeat of a pattern that happened with
CDs, starting in the early '90s. Okay, so the same thing happened
with vinyl and cassettes in the '80s, as well as with VHS tapes.
Let's face it—I'm a media junkie and arguably in need of a 12-step
program for my addiction.
So back to DVD's and
Netflix. It didn't take too long after I acquired a DVD player to
begin feeding my addiction by acquiring a DVD burner for my computer.
This, coupled with a subscription to Netflix's original DVD by mail
service, led to a “mainline” addiction in which I burned copies
of almost every Netflix DVD that hit my mailbox.
I eventually
canceled my Netflix subscription when my personal fortunes began took
a tumble and I set about cutting non-essentials, including cable TV.
For several years, I learned to live with an antenna and let the
public library feed my DVD addiction for free. Now, that's what I
call putting my tax dollars to work!
Eventually, I began
to occasionally indulge in the occasional $5 DVD from the big bins at
Wal-Mart and even cheaper $3 discs from Big Lot's, supplemented by
the occasional visit to Redbox. My rationalization was that I was
spending far less on this habit than I would have on a monthly cable
bill.
Over the past couple
of years, my personal economy has seen a vast improvement and last
summer, I decided to reward myself with a flat screen TV and a
Blu-Ray player. While I did pick up a few Blu-Ray discs, I came to
the conclusion they didn't live up to the hype. But I became
increasingly curious about the little “Netflix” button on the
remote.
I resisted pushing
it for about five months, but over the holidays, my resolve weakened
and my viewing habits instantly changed. I've almost entirely quit
watching broadcast TV (no great loss there) and the disc tray on my
Blu-Ray player has remained mostly empty. I've even put streaming
media boxes on my other two TV sets.
The biggest and most
profound effect Netflix has had on me is that it instantly and
single-handedly broke me of my DVD addiction. I haven't bought a
single disc—nor have I wanted to—since I got Netflix eight months
ago. The funny thing is I'm not even tempted by them the way I used
to be.
Has Netflix truly
broken me of that addiction or is it more like Methadone—a more
benign version of the same old addiction? It's hard to tell. I still
binge watch movies and TV shows on Netflix much the way I did on
DVD—and VHS, for that matter. But I'm not filling my shelves with
the physical artifacts of my addiction. Also, I'm spending less to do
it. Before Netflix, I was spending much more than $8 a month on DVDs.
So in the end, maybe
I'm still a media addict, but so far I've managed to avoid expanding
into other similar vices like Hulu Plus.
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