Damn Kids!

by RhodesTer on December 28, 2009

ni1396Man, it’s almost 2010 already and I honestly don’t know where the years have gone.

I’m feeling kind of old, but I know I’m not really THAT old because we just spent Christmas weekend with coffeesister’s granddad, who is ninety, and I’m sitting there thinking “here’s a guy who used to listen to radio shows before TVs were in every house.”

So I’m not really that old, even if I do remember the first video store that popped-up in our neighborhood (mostly VHS with a BETA section in the corner) and going even further back, I remember the moon landing as if I sat there and watched it live, because I did.

I remember vinyl records and eight-track tapes and Gumby when he was fresh and new. I watched “The Brady Bunch” and “The Flintstones” and “The Partridge Family” before they hit syndication, and I remember watching “Nick At Night” as a young adult.

Coffeesister has this younger brother, Joel, who was also at granddad’s for Christmas, and he thinks he’s old at twenty-five. He said so. “I’m feeling kind of old,” he said. I asked him why and he said because he could remember dial-up.

Granddad can remember when the Japs bombed Pearl Harbor. He was younger than Joel is now, and he heard the announcements on the radio. He says everyone was pretty scared and thought they were going to invade the US next, just like we were all pretty scared on 9/11 and thought more airplanes would come down and bombs would go off and people would die.

World Trade Center Lights 9.11.03There’s a kid living with us who doesn’t remember 9/11, yet he walks and talks and plays video games and goes to school and helps his mom, coffeesister’s cousin Joanna, make dinner. We’re living with them for the time being and I marvel at how he’s learning about 9/11 in school just like I learned about Pearl Harbor. The only difference is that he was around when it happened, but just barely because he’s nine-years-old, so of course he doesn’t have any recollection of it.

He thinks we’ve always had big flatscreen TVs that show life-like graphics when you plug-in your video game, and microwave ovens that warm up your food in a couple of minutes and videos that come over the Internet. He thinks phones never had wires and jet airplanes have always flown faster than sound and Britney Spears has always been his mom’s age, which is ancient.

2010 is quickly approaching, and I’m sitting here thinking about granddad, and how he calls us all “kids.” He says, “You kids be careful on the drive back!”

As if we wouldn’t be careful if he didn’t say that.

I tell the nine-year-old to “be careful,” and I call him a kid. He thinks I’m ancient too, just like Britney Spears. I haven’t a clue what granddad thinks of Britney Spears, I don’t think the subject has ever come up.

As 2010 approaches, I get all reflective and melancholy as I remember all those far-away things like moon landings, eight-track-tapes and the NBC Peacock who used to bring the following program to us in “living color,” but then I get hopeful for what we’ve achieved so far and how it could be used for the betterment of mankind, and how these kids are going to grow up in a world that has really neat things for them to use. Things  like science and art and electronics beyond what we’ve ever been capable of, and they’re going to see such cool advances and trends in all of that, that it’ll blow their socks off.

They’ll get to see holo-decks and cancer cures and flying robots for real, not just on that big flatscreen TV. I know we have those now, but they’re primarily used to fly bombs into caves to blow them up. I’m talking about flying robots that go get your groceries for you, and then clean your house after they return and cook your dinner.

They’ll even get to see Britney Spears’ grandchildren perform at the 65th MTV Video Music Awards, which will no doubt be called the “Holographic Awards” by then.

And after the award show they’ll come to visit me, and I’ll tell them to “be careful on the flight back,” to which they’ll just roll their eyes and say, “aren’t we always?” as they zoom off faster than sound.

Damn kids! Lord bless ‘em.

The Circus Starring Britney Spears
Creative Commons License photo credit: Joshua K. Hall

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1 Lady O Trout December 28, 2009 at 12:34 pm

Seems like the older we get the more we talk about what the “kids” dont know and what they dont get.

So bring them to Maine, we can take them off the grid and they will realize what our forefathers did and did not have. AND there is enough to do that you can learn from. Remember “On Golden Pond?” Billy was bored and then he got over it.
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2 RhodesTer December 28, 2009 at 12:36 pm

I’d have to see On Golden Pond again so it’ll all be new to me, just like Norman’s book :-)


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