mtv on rayne cable

I’m in Rayne for the weekend. When I got here last night, my grandmother mentioned that the local cable company had added a few channels to our lineup.
(I’m cableless back in Dallas, so my trips to Rayne are my only substantial doses of TV each year.)
So I’m punching through the remote and get to channel 50. And I just about have a heart attack.
Channel 50 is MTV.
You see, Rayne is not an MTV-friendly community. When cable came to town in the 1980s, the city’s government asked the (then locally owned) cable company not to carry MTV. 1980s-era MTV was, of course, the work of Satan, and young minds needed to be protected from its ways.
It wasn’t the art of music video that was sinful — we had two country-music video networks. But no MTV.
A few years back, the local operator sold out to Cox. And evidently they decided that MTV was a healthy part of any child’s media diet. Hence the revolution.
And maybe I’m getting old, but — geez, I wouldn’t want my kids to be watching MTV all day. At the moment, Usher and two people named La La and Lil Jon are hosting an instructional show on “how to be a playa” and have lots of anonymous sex at spring break. (Is it just me, or is MTV Spring Break among the more villainous forces in American popular culture?)