I just heard a bimbo news reporter mention that she remembers Clinton’s first inauguration, followed by “I know I’m showing my age.”
You’re showing your AGE??? What are you, in your fucking TWENTIES???
I’m old enough to remember Eisenhower’s first inauguration, in 1953. I was 7, and my mother let me stay home from school to watch it on our new tv with a 12" round screen. It was the first televised inauguration, and she said I will always remember it. I also watched Elizabeth II’s coronation the same year.
Think about it this way: there are people out there who know of Arnold Schwarzenegger as that funny talking governor rather than that funny talking cyborg from the Terminator movies, the same way that my generation knows of Regan as a president as opposed to an actor. We’re all getting older and on occasion we all find ourselves dating ourselves.
In short, suck it up, Granny. You don’t have the monopoly on aging.
I was going to agree with the OP until I stopped and thought about it: there are people who are voting in this election who may very well have been fresh out of diapers in 1993. Since there’s such a surge of young voters this cycle, we’re talking about a whole bunch of potential voters who were three years old when Bill Clinton played the sax on the Arsenio Hall Show.
And here I am twenty-seven and voting for president for the third time. I might as well be stuck out on an ice flow to save my family from having to care for me in my doddering old age.
A few months after Frank Sinatra died, a friend of mine asked a young woman he met (a nineteen-year-old bride-to-be he met at a photo studio) if anyone ever told her that she looked like Nancy Sinatra.
The girl looked perplexed for a moment and then said, “Oh, is she, like, related to that Frank guy?” :smack:
Yeah, but we don’t have to be adrift in time. I’m no historian, but I do use some of the time I have on this planet to study what has come before me. One reason is to try and understand how we got ourselves in this fustercluck in the first place. Also I see a lot of the same scams that people are still trying to sell me today.
And every once in awhile I strike pay dirt. The other day I ran across this little gem:
I don’t get it. You’ve found a song from when we (those of us of the appropriate age) were in college linked to a bunch of photos from decades earlier. Is this supposed to be a sign of long ago?
Indeed. I find it odd that the girl in the video of McCain in a debate before the 2000 primaries was so concerned about it, because nobody my age particularly gives a crap. As far as I’m concerned, what it’s called, especially by its detractors, doesn’t matter; what’s important is what it is, and having higher taxes on people who make a shitload of money seems perfectly fair to me.
Then again, maybe ‘socialism!’ was more potent among college students 8 years ago, when many of them were aware of the collapse of the Soviet Union; I was three when that happened.
Yes it is. It’s a tiny, insignificant, piddling amount of time. If you can remember something that happened in 1993, it means you’re around 20 years or older. It is NOT a long enough period of time to say that remembering it “shows my age.” Only a prattling retard would say that. It is possible to be able to remember Clinton’s first inauguration and still not even be old enough to drink
Wanna feel old when you’re not? Teach elementary school. My fifth graders didn’t really remember September 11th. When I told them I had an original game boy they said, in tones of awe, “You mean game boy advance!?” Elvis might as well have been Bach for all they could relate to him.
Of course if I ever feel old I can just talk to my grandfather. He’s 92. He remembers when his family got their first radio and how big a deal that was. Now he has a cell phone.
“…having higher taxes on people who make a shitload of money seems perfectly fair to me.”
Captain Carrot, people who make more money already pay higher taxes. If you mean paying a higher percentage in taxes, how is that “fair”?
