I am firmly determined to die young. I am also determined to be as old as I can get when I do it.
I’m a preschool daycare teacher. The earliest memory some of these kids have is last winter. They were born *after *Saddam was captured. Now that’s a disparity.
I’d give a pass to the reporter. She’s says “I’m in this job so I should seem older, competent, and experienced, but I’m really just a kid. It’s remarkable that I remember Clinton’s inauguration, I’m that young.”
ETA: Said it before, but…I’m tired of it when I sing an old song (70s, 80s, w/e) and an old guy goes “You know this song? How you could know it?” and I’m like “It’s playing right now. Why would you think it didn’t play yesterday, the day before, last week, etc?” I’d rant more but I’m off to the gym :: puts Beatles on Ipod::
Hey, nineteen, that’s 'retha Franklin…
Yeah, I heard a twenty-something saying something similar.
I wanted to tell her to knock it off. Both of us are too young to be pulling that crap.
I’m 37. I’m not old.
Note to self: Do not piss off LouisB.
I know I’m showing my age, but I have a first edition, bought the day it was published.
Superb. 
That’s like, the Beatles?
The sad fact is that she will probably lose her job for being too old soon.
What bizarre fantasy world are you in where that’s anything but obviously fair?
As I read somewhere…“When I was young, man walked on the moon and sped across the ocean in supersonic transports.”
Another indicator of the way age works. I was born in 1945. The first presidential election I remember was the 1952 election (OK, I have always been a political geek, but I liked the jingle.) But a contemporaneous memory is the death of the last few veterans of the Civil War. It’s amazing to me that my generation is the link to history at that level.
Why is this perplexing? Besides being Frank’s daughter, apparently all Nancy Sinatra has done was sing “These Boots Are Made For Walking” (which I had no idea that’s who sang it). That was over 15 years before this girl was born and 35 since the time of the comment. Why should she know all the details of a one hit wonder from the early 60s?
Damn boomers, I’ve said it before, but I’m thrilled their time in the sun is almost over.
One fun little trivia fact I love is that it only requires seven players (I think, it could be 8 or 9 now) to link all the way back to the first Major League Baseball game.
You can accelerate the sunset by watching less TV. The median age of TV viewership is 50 and it looks like TV as we know it will die with the Boomers, following them in a pandering decline all the way to the last ‘brown acid’ reference.
Fuckin’ a. Get ready for a lot more whining and complaining (like this thread) as they realize that the advertisers don’t care about them any more.
The point is, she barely knew who that “Frank guy” was…and probably only then because he was in the news from having died a few months earlier.
I also met a woman about the same age who didn’t know who Cary Grant was.
I don’t care how young you are, you’ve led a mighty limited existence if you don’t know who Cary Grant and Frank Sinatra are.
[eric cartman] Fuck you guys, I ain’t leavin’." [/eric cartman]
Oh, they care plenty about us! We’re the largest population segment, and mark my words, erectile disfunction, adult diaper and arthritis ads will soon rule the market. Plus we got a good twenty to twenty-five years yet at least, so suck it up asshole. We’re gonna be in your face for a very long time yet…and it ain’t gonna be pretty!
I was not a Nancy Sinatra fan but she was a lot more than a one hit wonder. She charted quite a few and" Something Stupid " was a number 1.
What are you talking about? I’m only 46, and I’m a boomer (at least that’s what the demographers say). I plan on staying around for quite a while longer.
Ed
Well, I’m showing my age, but I did own an original NES. It’s gathering dust along with my past youth.
Man, I look forward to the day that I can bitch and moan about nobody knowing singers and celebrities from my day.