I grew up progressive and we said all the dumb racist shit too. And then my mom beat the shit out of me in front of the neighborhood as a small child. I didn’t say racist shit after that. Pretty sure nobody did. I lived in a place where “you see what happens??” was common parenting. One to many public beatings and we all learned to stfu and know our role.
Should have read before posting same song. Great minds wired alike
First notes of Ever knock on wood song, all I can picture… kids wildin out… sound right
“I’m not ready”
Any fellow kickstarters round these parts?? 👋
Like a cartoon alley cat in a bowtie and a fancy bib…
I’m blown away by these vote counts bc they represent my dozens of real life conversations, whereas Lemmy usually doesn’t do that.
I know. And I get it. And I’m old and wise enough to know I don’t know anything about anything.
Also, I know I’m as wistful of my youthful times as my great grandfather probably was, but the world today vs the 80s/early 90s… The Internet thing is an epoch shift. It’s crazy that our grandparents grew up without planes in the sky and we’re expected to navigate cable news, yes, I get that.
But to go from… the world… to… the world plus the globally interconnected virtual world… is fucking nuts. I had lots of screens. I wrote code on a CRT in 88 and fucked with my share of bunny ears or played Civ 1 for entire school breaks. It’s not just screens. The library of Alexandria x a million in our pockets, everyone everywhere all the times accessible to one another, constant surveillance from walking down the block to our most private digital thought, all of it capitalized and personalized to perfection to encourage obsession and consumption and spending.
I have one of the rare boomer parents, that for however crazy she is, she’s flat out said, “I understand it’s impossible to get a mortgage and get started these days. I don’t understand how kids go to college and start careers.” Vs “but we did more with less. Fuck off.”
These are actually different times. Things were less anxious and bombarding and all consuming.
Growing up, these were the vinyls of my dad’s I got excited about. I had my Zepp and Pearl Jam tapes but this wasn’t what I’d be buying at J&R or Sam Goody, so it was a treat.
Sidenote: we went to Wayne’s World in theaters on a Cub Scouts trip (different era…) for some reason. We came home and I remember not even completely on the door raving about this awesome song from the beginning of the movie. Somehow he knows wtf I’m on about, and beckons me to the record player in the den, puts on Night at the Opera and blows my mind. First time actually listening to records with the old man, not just having them on and me also existing.
Why the good bad and not good good?
Didn’t he buy up and invest in the entire town and then extort them into doing his bidding or something?
B) I feel like I was much smarter when I was younger.
What was your criteria?
Any SF people here? The “new” bathrooms in the Zeitgeist backyard. Reminded me of Star Wars clones until this post
Every. Fucking. Time… “Wait what? Where did those hours go?! Damnit BlazeKnave!!”
Omg smoking sections…
Lol I was doing a thing
Have you seen Thunderbolts?
By economic necessity? 🥺
You’re doing a great job. Thank you for loving them.