Progress!
Post-modernism, by definition, hasn’t happened yet.
And those foam matresses really are space-age: They’re based on the technology NASA uses in acceleration couches. So that one, at least, is excusable. But I don’t think that NASA ever used space-age knives nor cutlery (nor even, probably, the alloys they’re made of), so those are still fair targets.
davenportavenger, would it make you more comfortable if we just called everything from now on “Future Tech”?
Oh yeah? Then explain Dick Clark. Nobody born during the Great Depression should still be a teenager!
- Wittgenstein smacks you in the face with a trout.
Well couldn’t they at least use more interesting hyperbole? Scientifically engineered for example. The cool kids like it and it’s still perfectly meaningless.
Hmmm…good points all around, “space age” is getting a little long in the tooth. Problem, though, is that it’s so handy and can be used universally to mean “advanced”. Phrases like “digital age”, “nuclear age”, “information age”, etc. are too specific to be used generically. For example, referring to something as being constructed of “space age materials” or using "space age technology"sounds good, as does “digital age technology”. Problem, though, with something like “digital age materials”; sounds dumb, no? Agree with the OP, but “space age” is what we’re stuck with until a handy new universal phrase pops up. What’s been suggested ain’t gonna cut it.
Well, unless the mattress has WiFi, you can hardly claim it’s digital age mattress technology. Although I hear those Sleep Number people are doing pretty well for themselves with quantum mattresses.
How about the “Garb Age”?
I prefer to think of it as the Post-Information Age, or perhaps the Post-Reality Age.
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Granted, but there must be some other buzzphrase they can latch on to. Space-age went the way of nifty and radical – overused, dated, meaningless things that have become parodies of themselves. The Space Age came in with the Apollo project, reached its zenith with Apollo 11, and died on-board Challenger. Me, I can’t possibly say that anything is space-age without a heavy note of irony.
Quantum mattress? Is that the one that lets you sleep in every room in the house simultaneously? That would be so cool…
You know, this would work for just about every space-age product…
Cool, yes. But it would only work as long you didn’t observe yourself…
What happened to the Jet Age?
No, it’s the one that lets you sleep in and still go to work on time, simultaneously. You just can’t let your wife know you’re at work or your boss know you’re sleeping at home or the whole waveform collapses and you end up sleeping with your boss, which, for some people, may be very, very nice, but for most, I imagine, would not be a pretty thing at all…
We can’t be in the Digital Age yet, we don’t have any cyborgs.
Aw, man. My boss is a balding German fellow. I think the risks here outweigh the rewards by a factor of about a thousand convulsive therapy sessions.
Another potentially great idea down die raum-alter Scheißebohrung.
Remember Airport '79? Yeah. It was like that.
With the population getting more elderly, clearly…
This is the “Age Age.”
Do we get to go to post-post-modernism?
I bet you’ve looooove that.
We ever gonna go back an age if it progresses so quickly? I mean, if we find something new and nifty that’s never been done in the Stone Age, does that mean we go back? Is that what they mean by “repeating history”?
(insert Seinfeld voice) And what’s the deal with the Space Age? It’s always the Space Age! I mean, I see space all around me right now. Why did we have to wait for a certain time to acknowledge it? Have you seen space? I mean, have you SEEN it? How old is Space? Is thqat what we’re figuring out in this entire age? Can’t we just cut Space in half and count the rings?
Sorry. *Verbal diarrahea.
Bad Trevor.
*band name!
So it’s the “Age Squared”?
Four posts in a row, baby. I’ve tied my previous record. Seriously, if we kept records on this shit, I’d own it. That’s right baby, OWN it!
Hmm, in Futurama our time was referred to at least once as The Stupid Age.
Or was it ages?
Wow, it’s the 27th century already? Time just flew by.