I has a young child in the '60s. I was unaware of the socio-political aspects of the era. But one thing I remember was chrome.
See, when I was growing up chrome was everywhere. Everything was new and shiny. Transistor radios were getting smaller (and they were shiny!). Cars were different. Not a lot of cheap plastic, and they had some style. My sister had a clear inflatable chair. I knew that when I grew up my house would be filled with such furniture. I watched the Space Race. I was a bit of a Space Cadet. Oh, the technology! That’s what I remember. Clean, shiny, modern. (And when I was very young we lived in Japan. Modernity Central!) And growing up in San Diego, those really were ‘the halcyon days of youth’.
Then came the '70s. Woody. The hippies were starting to get a little older. The ones of lesser means furnished their homes in heavy, old-looking stuff. The ones with more money did the same, but moreso. Remember those big, square, clunky posts and thing? It was anti-modern. The U.S. had lost a war. Gas prices were high. People were out of work. See what all of this modern shite brought us to? Let’s harken back to a simpler time! Wood! Stone! Fire! Banish chrome! Listen to John Denver!
We started recovering in the '80s. (The '80s, I suppose, were ‘my era’.) People were getting jobs. We had Punk music and New Wave. We didn’t go for the Rocky Mountain High thing. No, it was a time of high energy and narrow ties. Do something with your hair, hippie! Shave off that beard! Yeah, pot is okay; but coke is the drug to use! Energy! Let’s make money, buy modern stuff, and live fast! ‘The night is young, and so am I!’ proclaimed Men Without Hats.
By the '90s Punk and New Wave had been replaced by Grunge. Hey, I liked Curt Cobain as much as anybody; but I recognised that the high-energy, clean, modern pop music I liked was dying or dead. Technology had advanced and we started looking at computers, and video games you could carry in your pocket. Don’t dress up to go to the club! Grow your hair long! Dress in flannel and jeans! But we’d won a war in Iraq. People had jobs and money to spare. People were making millions creating and investing in the technologies that were a dream only a decade earlier. We had a Progressive in the White House. The '90s weren’t so bad.
The '70s were ‘The Me Generation’. The '80s, as much as I enjoyed the styles and the music and the modernity, were ‘The Me – Fuck You Generation’. The '90s? I don’t know. It was a prosperous decade in my view. But a bit bland.
Me? I long for Cyberia. I want to live in an era that is prosperous (i.e., I’d like everyone to have a job and to make a decent – if not superb – living), and that has the energy and joi d’vivre of the '60s and '80s. I want a peaceful, progressive government. I want modern, high-tech gadgets. I want a cosmopolitan world where things are efficient. And I think we’re getting there. We have hybrid cars and electric cars. The petroleum-powered cars are getting more efficient. Computers are getting faster and more capable. We’re starting to get nanotechnology. We’re polluting less. But we still need jobs. Good jobs. We need to get rid of the distractions that are sapping lives and treasure from our country, and focus our energies on improving our society.
I know that there are a lot of people who would rather live a ‘simpler life’. They want their heavy wood-and-stone 1970s Rocky Mountain High homes. But wouldn’t it be better if these homes were more efficient? Wouldn’t it be better if people could move freely between homey retreats and The Future? After all, the future is where each and every one of us will spend the rest of our lives! 