This is even funnier a decade later.
We need printed flannel t-shirts.
The first ones to qualify for social security and medicare win.
Gentlemen, be careful! You may end up becoming your parents!
Wanna have fun? Find someone’s favorite old song, subtract the number of years ago from this year that it was popular, then subtract that number from the year the song was popular and listen to the hit songs from that year. Oh… the pain, the horror… Muah ha ha ha!
Nostalgia, as some wit put it, is “remembering the past without reliving the pain.”
…and history repeats
I remember “Ban The Bomb”, “Legalize Marijuana” and “Hell No! We Won’t Go!” I am one of those boring hippies. By the time I got to Woodstock, I was 18.
I have this much with my children. Once my son responded to some advice of mine with “Dad, you don’t understand that, you’re from the middle ages!” But, when having computer problems or math questions, he would still come and ask me.
I am a bit older. Think about it this way.
The Beatles, Beach Boys, and Elvis, artists of my teenage and twenty-something years, are as older now than the very earliest beginnings of ragtime music were back then, when Edison recording cylinders were the way recorded music was listened to.