Manhattan is awash with TV folks in town for the upfronts, the annual ritual in which the networks present their fall schedules to advertisers in hopes of wooing big bucks. It is too early to tell which network will be the big winner, but this year there is a clear loser: gay characters.
Knee deep amidst the network upfront announcements of axes swung and shows born and reborn comes a dire New York Times business article. The end of every TV season brings predictions of TV's demise. Is The End really near?
With the outcome of television shows, I often feel helpless. How can I prove to the networks that I, a lowly TV-watcher off the Neilsen radar, watch and care about these shows in ways that could make any difference?