I haven't thought of them in years, those bedrag-gled, starving Japanese soldiers who -- when I was growing up in the early 1960s -- were periodically discovered in jungle caves on remote Pacific islands, unaware that World War II had been over for decades.
But reading the petitions and complaints filed in the past month with the FCC by opponents of the proposed sale of WTVJ-NBC 6, that's exactly what they remind me of: feeble old souls still fighting a war that, for everybody else, ended years ago.
They don't seem to realize that the old three-channel television universe was swept away by cable and satellite. They don't seem to realize that television stations increasingly compete against not one another but the Internet. They don't seem to realize that South Florida is now populated not just by people named Smith and Jones but García and López -- or that the Garcias and Lopezes aren't refugees who just washed ashore on inner tubes, but bilingual Americans who've been living here three generations. Read my full commentary on why the opponents of the WTVJ sale probably like to churn their own butter, read by candlelight and treat cancer with leeches.