Our history will be what we make of it   And if there are any historians about fifty or a hundred years from now   And there should be preserved the kinescopes for one week of all three networks   They will there find recorded in black and white and in colour   Evidence of decadence, escapism, and insulation from the realities of the world in which we live   We are currently wealthy, fat, comfortable and complacent   We have a built-in allergy to unpleasant or disturbing information, our mass media reflect this   But unless we get up off our fat surpluses   And recognize that television in the main is being used to distract, delude, amuse and insulate us   And history will take its revenge and retribution will not limp in catching up with us      It may be that he human race is doomed never to learn from its mistakes   We are the only animal on this globe who periodically set out to slaughter each other   For the best, the noblest, the most inescapable of reasons   We know better but we do it again and again, in generation after generation   It may be that our empire too is doomed like all those that have gone before it   To continue to spill and waste its best blood on foreign soil   No matter what we say or do in its place, or think, or believe, or have learned from history   But, thank God for us