Heres A Youtube Video That Would Make You TV Collectors Cry!

[NowhereMan 1966]

Originally Posted by AUdubon5425

I left a message saying, "Too bad - there's folks that would have given you money for a Chromacolor II."

The smasher replied, "So how much is it worth? It was worth alot (sic) more to me in pieces, since i had to carry it down two flights of steps either way."

I really don't know what to say except that it is a sad commentary on the values and ethics of this generation. I mean, come on, he used just as much energy destroying the thing and then cleaning up his mess (assuming he bothered) as he would have carrying it down two lousy flights of stairs. And let's not forget the light fixture - hope he pulls the fuse first

Hell, I'm 5'4" and I carried two bedroom sets, a rocking chair and two tables (all solid wood) down twelve flights of stairs after Katrina because someone was kind enough to give them to me.

So I assumed the worst and replied, "Please forgive me - I was not aware of your physical limitations. Two flights of stairs would be pushing it for someone in your condition." Now, physical or mental, that's debatable.

That's the problem, that kid smashing the TV doesn't know the value of anything.

I'm 42, raised by a single parent, worked hard and so on, you appreciate the value of things. If I had the space, I'd love to take that TV in. Mom likes the old consoles and God forbid if the 1982 Zenith ever croaks and cannot be fixed, well, there is another to take it's place. It looks like back in the day, it was close to being a high end set.

I was unemployed for a while this year and now I'm working in auto parts, mainly as a delivery driver. Money is still tight. One of the kids I work with was cleaning the store out and there was an old VCR he was going to throw out. He knew I was into electronics so he asked me if I wanted it so I took it home. It works fine, watched Tom Cruise in "Cocktail" the other night. I now have a bedroom VCR, all I need is a universal remote, I'm all set. I'm glad I saved it from the trash. I know in the Bible it say basically we all and this goes for our favorite things too, return to dust, but there is no good reason to destroy something that works or can be repaired.

I wonder how this kid was raised? Did Daddy (or Mommy) buy him everything and when it broke, always got a new one right away? I'm furious. I know I'm at the sunny side of middle age, but even after a hard day at work carrying brake rotors around, being sore, tired, achy and so forth, I could find the energy to clobber this punk and roll around in the dirt with him for what he did. I hope he has a dream one night where a Chromacolor comes along and sucks him in "Poltergeist" style.