She could pick up Sub-Etha TV on a small Flex-o-Panel
which had been surgically implanted in her wrist, but that
didn't cheer her up at all because it was full of news of
insanely exciting things happening in every other part of the
Galaxy than here.  It would also give her frequent news of
her mother, who had dumped her to go off and cover some
war which now seemed not to have happened, or at least to
have gone wrong in some way because of the absence of
any proper intelligence gathering.  It also gave her access to
lots of great adventure shows featuring all sorts of fantastically
expensive spaceships crashing into each other.

The villagers were absolutely hypnotised by all these wonderful
magic images flashing over her wrist.  They had only ever seen
one spaceship crash, and it had been so frightening,
violent and shocking and had caused so much horrible devastation,
fire and death that, stupidly, they had never realized it was entertainment.

Douglas Adams _Mostly Harmless_ p.127