I always hated the obvious disdain with which the author treats a woman doing a teleplay in her own home.
Acting is a skill, and recreation has value. If a person sitting in their own living room doing VR episodes of TV where they play a part, that doesn't make them vapid or foolish or represent an unwise use of their time.
I have watched movies that have had an equal lack of need of my input that still managed to make me think and feel you condescending prick! And I have read books with which I've had infinitely less intellectual involvement than a woman pretending to be a character in a soap opera! Take your elitist victimization fetish and shove it up your ass!
...sorry, I actually love parts of Fahrenheit 451. But I've been angry about this for years. The "hero" of the story denigrating his own wife because of how he views her hobby? Because in his mind, it isn't as intellectually stimulating as his new, illegal hobby? What an asshole.