What is turnoffyour.tv and how did it come about?

What is turnoffyour.tv and how did it come about? Well, it should be said, that it is not currently what it was originally intended to be, but it is slowly getting there. turnoffyour.tv came about when a friend and I were talking about the what a financial sink it was to subscribe to cable television. We were both fairly pissed off at how much of our money the cable company was taking for the handful of shows that we found interesting, so we set about finding real ways we could save money on this front. He took the first step, and a dramatic one it was. He turned off his cable television and told his provider to turn his Internet access to the cheapest tier offered. You see, he was tired of them taking his money and providing no real…….(click through for the rest).

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