Ray Bradbury. 451 degrees Fahrenheit (№ 266597)

You sit in a room with a storied four-wall TV, and with him too, you know, not argue. Why? Yes, because these images on the walls is "reality". Here they are in front of you, they are visible, they are bulky, and they tell you that you have to think, they hammered it into your head. Well, you and starting to think that it's right what they say. You start to believe that it is right. You so rapidly lead to specific conclusions that your mind hasn't time to protest: "Yes, it is pure nonsense!"