Something I had been thinking about lately, spurred on by this article:
dailymiltonian.wordpress.com/2009/12/06/a-decade-so-bad-it-didnt-even-have-a-name-and-no-one-even-knows-its-ending/ I remember having a pervading sense of nostlagia in the nineties. Not for a specific time or place, but to live in a specific time or place- sometime, somewhere
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Sigh.
A big fat zero does indeed sum up this decade for me pretty darn accurately.
I think you and me both were seriously gipped at having to miss the roaring twenties. I mean, yeah, great depression and all that, but we sure would have made fantastic flappers and can roar with the best of them, given enough hooch.
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You're dead on, we missed out.
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Schizophrenic isn't bad in this case, and some of the decade's cultural production has been absolutely fantastic. It's just that there's a lack of aesthetic consistency to ground any pronouncement of "this decade was X."
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I think I'm appreciating a lot more stuff from the present than I ever have at any other time of my life.
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