Thursday, June 29, 2006

What Is This Doggone 21st Century, Anyway?

Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," your highway to the heavens. Lots of them.

I remember sitting on my dad's shoulders, watching Dwight D. Eisenhower give a speech. I remember when there were only 6 or 7 t.v. channels, and you had to get up and turn a knob to change them.

I remember when Kennedy died, my mom said, "See how Caroline wears her nice little socks?" I didn't like nice little socks.

I remember rotary dials, talking on the phone while standing next to it, dropping a coin in a pay phone in a glass booth.

I remember the "Summer of Love," bracelets with POW/MIA names on them, Nixon coining the term "Peace with Honor" (soon to be trotted out again, mark my word).

I remember how happy my mom was when Nixon went down. Her whole family voted Democrat because Lincoln won the war. Some time I'll explain that.

I remember being at a big shot university when the technicians rolled in the very first Word Processor. I remember how all the professors trooped in to look at it and try it out.

I remember one of my colleagues having to quit her job because Ronald Reagan shut the federally-funded day care centers.

I remember being the first in my office to be brave enough to do my work on a computer. I remember my first personal computer. It did not have a color monitor. It was more sophisticated than the computers in my home office, I had to save everything in an older program.

I remember having a baby. And then another one.

And then BOOM BOOM BOOM! The fireworks go off, and the 21st century is underway!

I detest cell phones.

I detest HD TV and 700 channels with nothing I care to watch.

I detest hardwired smoke detectors that start chirping at 3 a.m. and I don't know how to get the damned things to shut up.

I detest Wal-Marts and Wegmans and right wing radio commenters.

I detest ex-urban housing developments.

I detest a discrepancy between the rich and poor that seemed much less polarized in my youth.

In short, roll back the clock. Declare me a geezer. Laugh at my ineptitude with modern technology. I can hate the 21st century if I want to. The bored gods tell me so.

If you'll now excuse me, I'm going off to read a book.

FROM ANNE
CLUELESS GEEZER OF YESTERYEAR

7 comments:

RennyBA said...

At least a good thing is to keep a sense of humor! I do hope the book was good though and wish you a happy end to your week! I'm gone golfing in the Nordic, so see you later:-)

Hecate said...

True, true, and I remember all that stuff, too. But today I got an email about my grandson's doctor visit, filed a pleading electronically, drove home in my hybrid car, ordred dinner off the web, and got to read your blog.

All of those are good things.

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Autumn said...

Life had a way of being more simply in the "good ole days"

Marlee said...

Man I don't know what I would do if books hadn't survived to this date...

Interrobang said...

Heck, I grew up with only three or four tv channels (depending on the reception that day), I was 11 years old before we got cable, and older than that before they upgraded our electromagnetic telephone switching system enough so that we could have touch-tone phones...

...and I was born in 1975...

I think I bear a lot of the hallmarks of someone who grew up in a world where the clock was set back 25 years, since I also despise cell phones and Wal-Marts, and increasing income disparity. On the other hand, I'm a technical writer and I'd wither away without my computer. Go figure. :)