30 years

Azis

Azis

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What at difference 30 years makes:



1973: Long hair
2003: Longing for hair


1973: KEG
2003: EKG


1973: Acid rock
2003: Acid reflux


1973: Moving to California because it's cool
2003: Moving to California because it's warm


1973: Trying to look like Liz Taylor
2003: Trying NOT to look like Liz Taylor



1973: Seeds and stems
2003: Roughage



1973: Hoping for a BMW
2003: Hoping for a BM



1973: The Grateful Dead
2003: Dr. Kevorkian


1973: Going to a new, hip joint
2003: Receiving a new hip joint

1973: Rolling Stones
2003: Kidney Stones

1973: Passing the drivers' test
2003: Passing the vision test

Just in case you weren't feeling too old today, this will certainly change things:

- The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1985.

- They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.
- Their lifetime has always included AIDS.
- Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.
- The CD was introduced the year they were born.
- They have always had an answering machine
- They have always had cable.
- They cannot fathom not having a remote control.
- Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.
- Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave.
- They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.
- They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are.
- They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.
- They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane Boss, de plane".
- They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is.
- McDonald's never served food in Styrofoam containers.
- They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.

and just what is a rotory phone???????





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That was great Azis.


I was born in '73, and gratefully can remember the days before computers. I remember my dad bringing the first computer home too. Man that thing was a dinosaur. Basically an electronic typewriter with a screen and a bit of memory. I think it was called a 'Kaypro.'


I worked with a wonderful young lady at my last job. She was born in the early 80's ... She was stymied when I said I was around before computers. Her response, "what the helll did you do with yourself?" I dunno? I guess we just rode our bikes...


~ B
 
"- Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show. "

Oh man, has Carson really been gone that long?
 
You really know you are getting old when you realize Maria Sharapova makes over 15 million bucks a year and was born one year before Ronald Reagan retired from the Presidency.
 
Sheesh. I'm not even thirty years old yet. I certainly feel older than that sometimes.

I bought a tube of Ben-Gay today because I needed it. It was going to happen sooner or later...I was just hoping that it would be later. Is this going to become a routine, I wonder?
 
Dave Rishar said:
Sheesh. I'm not even thirty years old yet. I certainly feel older than that sometimes.

I bought a tube of Ben-Gay today because I needed it. It was going to happen sooner or later...I was just hoping that it would be later. Is this going to become a routine, I wonder?
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I hate to say it Dave but you can count on it. Bigeloil horse liniment is rather good as well albeit it is getting rather expensive.
 
Jack Parr in glorious B&W doing the Tonight Show... What about Dave Garroway, and the original "Today Show?" I remember when "I Spy" switched from B&W photography to color. Anybody remember that the "Rat Pack" had Sinatra, Martin, Davis Jr., Lawford, AND Bishop? Hamburgers at McDonalds were a dime? Gasoline wars (when I got out of the Navy in 1972) and the prices actually went down to FREE?

Yeah, I'm a dinosaur, but damn, some of the times were pretty good, too... Guess having 30 or more years DOES give a bit of perspective...

To those youngsters reading this, enjoy the NOW, TODAY... It's your future YESTERDAY, so make those memories great ones...

Carter
 
Bamboo said:
That was great Azis.


I was born in '73, and gratefully can remember the days before computers. I remember my dad bringing the first computer home too. Man that thing was a dinosaur. Basically an electronic typewriter with a screen and a bit of memory. I think it was called a 'Kaypro.'

~ B
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I remeber the Kaypro. I had an Osborn, 1981. It was $1800, had no hard disks, just two 5 1/4" Floppies.

http://members.cox.net/obsoletetechnology/osborne.html

I got it home on a Saturday morning and started playing with a brand new program called a "spreadsheet." I did not sleep again until late Sunday night. Hmm, has anything changed?

My first IBM PC (dos 1.0) did not have a hard disk. The hard disk, a mind boggling 5 megabyte, came in an "expansion chassis" that was the same size as the computer chassis.

My wife's nearly obsolete organizer now has about ten times the memory of the 1960s-1970s IBM Mainframe at the Rich Computer center, Georgia Institute of Technology. A good friend worked there. Punch cards and manual relays. It filled a huge temperature / humidity controlled room.

These were the days when a "bug" in the computer was coined. A moth got into one of the relays and was killed, but it also caused the relay not to work.

Now, I have a car that talks to me. It can go 100k miles before it needs a tuneup. I have never needed to open the hood. It has a standard GPS system that can tell where I am anyplace on the earth within 12 feet.

My computer memory is one Gigabyte.

I have color closed circuit TV cameras around my home that will see in complete darkness (IR enabled) and have a 23 to 1 zoom. The camera and weatherproof enclosure are smaller than a football. I remember being on the "Howdy Doody" show in the 1950s and the B/W TV cameras were the size of a chest freezer.

My dogs have lojack type chips embedded in them.

If I want to get a sat phone, I can talk anywhere to anyone. I could be deep in the jungles and a phone call away.

What is next? I get up excited every morning, wondering what new stuff has appeared since I fell alseep.

Right now I am writing to a world wide group of men and women --- and, folks, what woild prevent this group of people from actually being not only on other planets, but possibly other dimensions? I am not really speaking about BruiseLee, exactly, but who knows....? --- the huge majority of whom I have never met, probably never will meet, and yet I feel closer to some of them than some of my family. Our "coming together" is centered around a strange knife/sword made in a tiny country half-way around the world by people very alien to us in many ways, yet we love them even to the point of hurting when they hurt.

Bound together by some very strange mystical association that we all feel yet are unable to really describe.

As someone said, "The world is not only stranger than you think, it is stranger than you CAN think!'
 
Great post, Bill :thumbup:
I was born in early '81. That was a bit of weird year to be born. Depending on break down, those of us born then ride the fence between generation X and generation Y. I was around enough to get a taste of what the 80's were about. I was old enough to get a good solid dose of the materialistic drive for bigger and better stuff. I remember watching Carson as a kid. I remember being very young and watching the shuttle burst into flames, so young in fact that the teachers just turned it off and started to do something different. I'm young enough to have had full hands on experience with computers, although we didn't have constant access to them in school until I was in 4th grade. I didn't get my own PC until i was 16. I'm comfortable with the machines, but wishing things would slow down just a little bit so i could catch up to people just a few years younger than myself.
It's weird. It's not as alien as those of you that have 30 years on me, but being on the cusp I find myself in shock when I talk to someone just 3 or 4 years younger than myself about something from or something that happened in the 80's and they have NO clue what I'm talking about.

I hit my stride in the 90's. A fairly short TV war in the Gulf faded into Grunge music and the return of sideburns. A time of choice for many of my generation. Those that just let the good times roll and thought it would never end and those that know all things cycle back around.

My generation cut its voting teeth on 2 elections that will go in the history books. 9/11 happened right as many of us were just starting to reach out and grab the world by the tail. A world full of problems were dropped on our shoulders that day. We were the ones that would decide who would lead us. We were the generation that would decide to fight and die or flee or cry. The only problem was that we didn't have anything to draw off of. 'Nam was our father's war. None of us even knew what it was about. We knew our grandfather's war was WWII. Hitler and the A-bomb. We understood that. The Gulf war wasn't real to us. We were too young to fight in it. I think I was 10 or 11. It was a war between a shoe and an ant to us. All of this inexperience plus a whole lifetime of our elders telling us that we didn't know what a tough time was, that we had it so good, that we were soft and lazy. We did have it pretty good. We still have it good, but now it's good...with ulsers

I hope my generation can handle today's problems as well as you all from earlier generations have handled yesterday's. We have have our whiners. We have our fighters. We have our bitter sloths. We have our poets. We have a chance to be the next "greatest generation" or a chance to slip into the mundane. A chance to have history written about us, and a chance to simply be remebered as a forgotten generation that did nothing but eat up resources and complain. Time will tell like it always does.

Jake
 
I was born in 1944.
I got out of the Air Force in 1969.
In 1970 the first pocket calculators hit the market.

My first computer was a Sharp pocket computer with 8K of memory and it programmed in BASIC.

I just read a story about a process for generating artificial diamonds that will be indistinguishable from or better than natural diamonds, but the manufacturer is really interested in industrial applications: computer chips made of diamond will be less heat-sensitive than silicon and will boost computer speeds to the next level.

That's all just hardware. It's the software that still matters most:

A Translation

Horace, BK. V., Ode 3
"Regulus"-- A Diversity of Creatures

There are whose study is of smells,
And to attentive schools rehearse
How something mixed with something else
Makes something worse.

Some cultivate in broths impure
The clients of our body--these,
Increasing without Venus, cure,
Or cause, disease.

Others the heated wheel extol,
And all its offspring, whose concern
Is how to make it farthest roll
And fastest turn.

Me, much incurious if the hour
Present, or to be paid for, brings
Me to Brundusium by the power
Of wheels or wings;

Me, in whose breast no flame hath burned
Life-long, save that by Pindar lit,
Such lore leaves cold.
I am not turned Aside to it

More than when, sunk in thought profound
Of what the unaltering Gods require,
My steward (friend but slave) brings round
Logs for my fire.

-- Rudyard Kipling
 
Esav Benyamin;

I remember when Texas Instruments came out with a revolutionary caluculator at some substancial cost to the consumer. A friend of mine got it figuring out Pie or some damn thing. It went hooey for 3 days before snapping back.

I was born in 56.


munk
 
God defend us from having to become the next "greatest generation." That would mean we'd be in WWIII, against as terrible a threat as Hitler's Nazism.

Though terrorist Islamists are a real threat, as I read history (I have most of a PhD in international relations), frankly I think they're nothing like the threat faced in those dark days.

With the breakdown in the fibre of our society, the substitution of a "me first" ethic for a "we're in it all together" ethic, I'm skeptical that we could become the "greatest generation." That requires looking collectively beyond our own navels, our own self-interests ... and our INability to do just that is "our" part of what's created the jihadist movement in the first place.

Sorry for the tough words ... Jake, I liked your post, and am sorry if I'm hijacking things.
 
No problem, Tom:)

Actually, I have a hard time believing that those of my age group could jump to the helm like they did in the 30's and 40's. But one never knows. I don't know enough about world politics to make an educated guess as to where the next "Hitler" is going to come from. I just don't think we're "there" yet. I once went to presentation where the guy said that society as a whole slowly and subtlely swings in a backforth pendelum fashion between Individulal and Civil with a weird "up in the air" period at the bottom of the swing. Each cycle takes about 40 years one way. He went back dozens and dozens of years, but if it is true it kind of makes sense. In the early 40's we were very civic minded. "We can do it" thought process. In contrast the 80's were a decade of the self. Personal gains toward riches and power. That pastic finish wore tiresome and is starting to swing back. I'm not saying it's true or even realistic, just interesting:)

Jake
 
My daughter was born in 1969 my son was born in 1981 interesting to hear her tell him about the "old days"
 
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