Sunday, March 15, 2015
Mine was a red one too.
Remember when this was just the most awesome accessory to a teenager's life? It would enrich the most popular child's status, and offer the more socially-challenged a golden-ticket to making a friend or two.
I do so feel sorry for the teenagers of today. Imagine never having the headspace that contemplated the possibilities of such a beastie. They will never have the discussion over lunch at school regarding who had one and what material was at our disposal to create new and exciting mix tapes.
And there were those who had amazing talents on creating a mix tape. Perhaps it was only a cultural phenomenon available in all girls' boarding schools, but mix tapes had heritage and reputation.
They don't know what they are missing, with their NBNs of Youtube tube feeding, plugged in to their tunes and throughputting their lives.
Which got me wondering... my parents were of a generation of teenagers who aspired to life without war and the possibility of television, my grandparents motorised transport and dodging Depression (the sort that isn't cured by modern medicine). I wonder what it is my girls will wonder of with their own decendants when comes their time.
Did you have an adolescent dream unseen through today's lens?