The world seemed more mysterious back then. You had to go all the way to the library to look shit up.

Let me tell you about the 1970s, youngster.

The 80s were so brown… many “Love is…” cartoons on fridges, ashtrays everywhere, framed copies of that shitty “footprints” poem in bathrooms all over the country, american cars were outshittied only by british and Italian cars, and Randy Savage was talking about cups of coffee in the big time.

I had a keen sense, even then, that it was a great decade. I think human civilization peaked in 1986. The enshittification began in 1981 (thanks Ronnie), but our momentum kept us going on the upwards trajectory until about when Baby Jessica fell down that well.

Yea I’m old. I have entered the “get off my lawn” phase of my life.

I’ve started talking to myself because I’m the ONLY one that really knows.