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originally posted by: Flyingclaydisk
a reply to: stonker
What will people, I wonder, think of us in 117 years. When they gloss over vapid clips of grandma snorting a condom or of great grandpa eating laundry detergent, in the internet archive, the wayback machine of 117 years ago, of facebook and youtube.
When we too are mere distant memories, and our worth measured without context.
Yeah, some people should maybe think about things like that! I didn't notice any people with tattoos on their face either in the video, or any people with 4" PVC (schedule 40) pipe stuck through their earlobes calling it fashion, did anyone else? Wow, and people actually wore their pants up around their hips back then, and not around their knees...who knew!
originally posted by: stonker
And to think, not one of those people, not one man, woman or child, nor any of those horses, or birds in the sky, fish in the water, not one black cabbie driving people to and fro, not one train controller transporting every day folk to and from their work place, not one ladder carrier, not one hidden yet desperate gay person holding his secret lovers hand, not a single animal, in any form, from then, is alive. Their clothes put away, most likely now land fill, no machine being operated in working order, nothing.
Their grand children will only know them from memories passed to them. Photos and footage such as this, but to us, they are unknown, lost to time, reluctant actors in a timeless clip.
What will people, I wonder, think of us in 117 years. When they gloss over vapid clips of grandma snorting a condom or of great grandpa eating laundry detergent, in the internet archive, the wayback machine of 117 years ago, of facebook and youtube.
When we too are mere distant memories, and our worth measured without context.
Should Old Acquaintance be forgot, and never thought upon; The flames of Love extinguished, and fully past and gone: Is thy sweet Heart now grown so cold, that loving Breast of thine; That thou canst never once reflect. On old long syne.
originally posted by: stonker
What will people, I wonder, think of us in 117 years. When they gloss over vapid clips of grandma snorting a condom or of great grandpa eating laundry detergent, in the internet archive..
This was possibly the peak of our CIVILization meaning the time when people dressed civil and acted civil for the most part.
Wow, and people actually wore their pants up around their hips back then, and not around their knees...