News that I missed, courtesy of The Babylon Bee:
CHANDLER, AZ—According to sources, local 13-year-old Braidlen Zandercrunk made the horrible mistake of complaining about the slow Wi-Fi speed in his house right in front of his Dad. Witnesses heard him say “UGH! This game is taking FOREVER to download!”
“As soon as the words escaped my mouth, I saw my Dad out of the corner of my eye and I knew I had made a terrible mistake,” said the exasperated Braidlen.
His Dad casually walked over, sat down next to his son, and took a deep breath.
“YOU KNOW, SON, back when I was a kid we didn’t have nice iPads with backlit screens with millions of free games to download. I didn’t have Wi-Fi! I had something called a Game Boy! Do you know how we got our games? We had to go to this place called a STORE and pay 8 weeks of allowance for a cartridge that only played one game! Man, you kids got it easy. The screen was black and white, and it had no light so you had to play while holding a flashlight in your teeth or by holding up the screen to passing street lights while you sat in the way back of an Oldsmobile station wagon! Do you even know what the way back of a station wagon was like back then? The seats were backward! You faced backward son! You had to stare down the headlights of the car right behind you while looking at a dark screen. And don’t even get me started on batteries. We didn’t have lithium-ion back then! You had to go to the store again and get 4 AA batteries which gave you about 8 hours of battery life even though the Game Boy package said they would give you 20, which was a total lie, and when your batteries ran out, do you know what you’d have to do? You’d have to wait for your Mom to go to the store and get more batteries so you could play your game again. And half the time she’d forget, so you’d have to take batteries out of your Walkman in order to play your Game Boy! Do you even know what a Walkman is? It’s how we had to listen to music back then. They used things called ‘tapes.’ it was crazy. We couldn’t just go on Spotify and listen to whatever we wanted to. Sometimes you kids just don’t know how good you have it. You know– in our games, you couldn’t just save it and walk away whenever you wanted. You had to get good at them until you were really skilled– not like today where you can just turn the thing off and it automatically saves your place. And if we got stuck in a game? Guess what! NO INTERNET! We had to go to a store called Electronics Boutique and secretly look at a big walkthrough book without buying it and then sneak out! Yeah, things didn’t come easy back then, I’ll tell you what! And have you ever heard of Hamburger Helper? We had to eat that every single night. We didn’t have all this fancy gluten-free hypoallergenic stuff you kids have to eat now. It really built character, I’ll tell you what! You know, I–“
Go here to read the rest. I recall how my kids would simply roll their eyes when I told them that I grew up without computers and watched a black and white TV with three channels, four if the atmospheric conditions were right, and my kids generally treated those stories of my youth as if I had informed them that I had enlisted at 18 with the legions to stave off the Carthaginian menace during the Second Punic War.
Happy Father’s day TAC.
It’s not Juneteenth…but it will have to do.
Hey, dad’s.
Cherish those 14 year old’s.
In a heartbeat they turn 21.
Mark Twain is priceless.
Peace everyone.
God…Our Father. Happy Father’s day to you. 🙂
To Don.
Happy Father’s Day to you via Larry.
He turns around three times in Joy as he thinks of you and your reunion to come.
God chooses the very best.
But you already know that about God and Larry.
Peace dad.
Thanks for remembering Larry Phillip!
Your welcome.
One of your greatest attributes is your openness to share love for family despite any risks by doing so.
We have all been moved by your stories of love and temporary loss.
We, as a Holy Church, are family and your contributions to this family speak to the core of our being.
By your sharing of details of Larry and the great love he has for you and your family, you have enlarged that love to us…the extended family.
I can’t wait for the final reunion.
What a colossal reunion it will be.
God bless you and yours.
At Mass father told of how his father growing up I the Depression would work at Coney Island for $0.25 a day. Each day, he wouldbring home his quarter and give it to his Mother. They needed it for food.
Love is many things. Mostly it’s a verb. And, love, IMO, is the Siamese twin of courage, moral and physical.
I had the best Father (RIP) in the World. I pity the man that doesn’t think so.
T. Shaw.
My dad passed away in 2013.
He was a great man. Truly a man for others. Enthusiasm for the well being of neighbors was his hallmark.
God bless our deceased fathers.
looks around camper, where the kids are streaming Inu Yasha, husband is looking up the Future Birthplace of James T. Kirk, and she is of course reading on her laptop because wifi hotspot is the way to go when it’s raining too hard to go outside
Our kids are still not sure about the whole “didn’t have internet until double-digits” thing, and are shocked when programs they’re watching can’t be paused.
So of course we bought one of the retro-nintendo units that has a ton of the games on it. 😀
(Now, “gee, I wish I had better [electronic thing],” that triggers the Rant of Dad.)
My mom has boggled them with talking about the Computer Room that she was allowed into in college.
As in, the room with ONE computer in it…. which had way less computing power than grandad’s flip-phone…. which was still more than got us to the moon….
I go back even further…reading and no electronic games. My youngest grandaughter (#9 of 11) was reading Jane Austen’s “Emma” at the age of 10. According to her mother, she doesn’t read books any more and has the mouth of a sailor. And all this while attending a Catholic girls’ school… Alas for our times. Should we pray for that electromagnetic pulse?
You’d be better off praying for schools to spontaneously combust so kids are allowed to socialize with something besides feral daycare offspring of roughly the same birth year.
My kids read Hank the Cowdog, the old Illustrated Classics books, a lot of non-fiction from when I was in high school and college, and the closest they come to cursing is trying to copy daddy or I saying “PEANUT BRICKLE!”, “MONDAY FRIDAY!” or “WHAT THE FLIP?”
“Mean Girls” of both sexes are very much a thing, and I’m glad we’ve been able to shelter ours from that; heck, mine are so ‘poorly socialized’ that they’ve never even been cornered by multiple bullies twice their size, and then expelled for trying to shield their faces!
(Catholic schools seem to do better than public; since public schools file charges on teachers that prevent one student from stabbing another, or from stabbing the teacher, I am not impressed.)
There are channels on YouTube that cover retro tech, both computers and other consumer electronics. The old show “Computer Chronicles” has many episodes available online.
Ah the series that got me into anime…
Ooh, yes, so much glorious mythology explained in the fan dubs!
I had to explain that the string villain in the first few episodes was a ‘haunted comb’ that was used only to brush the hair of the dead before burial, which meant I had to explain 99 year spirits, and similar cool mythology. Really helped enrich their understanding of Greek, Roman and Norse mythology.
Computer Chronicles was broadcast early Saturday morning back in the eighties. My Bride and I would usually try to catch it.
Computer Chronicles is a real time capsule of how things were back in the day.
Was a cathode ray tube part of the beginning of the computer world and called a . . . CRT? It brings to mind the monitor.
PATRICIA:
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Before the era of flat panel displays cathode ray tubes (CRTs) were used to display video images. In the consumer electronics area they were used in TVs and computer monitors. The computer monitors were either monochrome or color. Some old home computers would use a TV for the monitor.
Thanks to you, GregB. When I learned and loved DOS for word processing, I went to ye olde corner store converted to a one man personal computer building business, I learned his lingo . . . so CRT. So many co-opted words and acronyms boggle the mind.