Why I don’t like the “Good ole Days”
If I hear it one more time I think I’m gonna wig out. “…the good ole days…”
What are these people talking about? Those days sucked compared to what we have today. I wonder if people who use that cliche’ even understand what they are saying? Surely not. We get in the habit of using these phrases and we forget to actually think about what we just said.
Here are my top ten reasons that “…the good ole days…” suck:
1 Health care. Need I say more? Try calling 911 for someone having a heart attack in 1955. Duh.
2 Sports. I can watch any game, any team, any sport at virtually anytime I want to. I can participate in more sports than ever before. I can play a round of golf without being a multi-millionaire and traveling hundreds of miles to find a golf course.
3 News. I know – half of you think we have a left-wing media and the other half think we have a right wing media. Moot point. I can choose to watch hundreds…um…thousands of news casts from any perspective I want. I have news sent to me via Twitter hours before the reports ever are broadcast on TV or radio. The typical person today gets more information in a week than someone did in their lifetime during the 1950’s.
4 Wireless phones. Sure – we complain that we are “too connected” – but we do have an on / off switch. Wireless telecommunications is a little bit better than a green rotary dial phone in the kitchen with a 40′ cord.
5 Weather. We bitch, moan, complain, and whine about a weather forecast being wrong – but compare what we have today with what we had in “…the good ole days…”. Hah! Nothing to compare. Our forecasts are pretty good today – especially with regards to tornadoes, hurricanes, and other natural disasters.
6 The Internet. Nuff said.
7 Computers. Nuff said…yet again.
8 Travel. Just look at how we get around these days – and how safe it is. From cars to jets – it’s cheaper and more affordable than ever before. You are hard-pressed today to find someone who has not been on an airplane – you were hard-pressed 50 years ago to find someone who HAD been on an airplane. Our cars are safer and we are so much more comfortable when traveling than ever before. Holiday Inn today hardly resembles the Holiday Inn of yesterday. Did they offer WIFI in “…the good ole days…”?
9 We’re smarter. Oh I hear the moans now…moan all you want. We’re smarter. We’re A LOT smarter. What we don’t know – we can find out in about 3 minutes with Google. Do we make better decisions? THAT could be debated – but we do have more and much more accurate information to make those decisions.
10 Social Networks. This is the cutting edge of what our future generations will be talking about. We’re the pioneers of this awesome technology. Where does it go? What will it do? From a business perspective, my last three customers came from FaceBook. I never knew they existed – they never knew I existed until we found each other on a social network. From a social standpoint – we went out Saturday night with some “new” great friends — we were friends 30 years ago in high school – reconnected via FaceBook — friends again. Isn’t that crazy?
Well – those are in no particular order and I’m sure I left many things out – I’d love to see YOUR list. I’m a little biased – I’ve never been all that fond of “tradition” or “nostalgia” – I like progress. I like to improve. I like to move forward. I don’t like to look back.
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For the most part you’re right Dennis. But there are some things I do miss about “the day”. How about sitting on the front porch and talking to neighbors as they walked past on a warm summer evening? I do miss having a car with a “stick shift” and when I find one, I don’t like paying extra for it now a days. In all, I think we miss the in person connectedness we had back in the day. There’s a social psychology theory that says the more technology oriented and tied we get, the more that little fella in the pit of our stomach yearns for some good old fashioned personal interaction. Guess it’s about balance, like it is with most things in life. That’s my story and I’m stickin with it.