I thought I’d add my commentary, as I’ve written before on how the 80s really was for those born in 1960-65 — the ones graduating from high school, the unsettled world around us (Cold War threat), corruption, but a strong sense of optimism.
No, we didn’t even have “GOOGLE” to check out a person we were considering to date, a company to work for, or an employee for hire… we had to take our chances yet we were eternally optimistic.
Many of us are caught in between in more than one way: not just the year we were born, but also as cheerleaders for our Millennial children. We want them to learn from us, pave the way to success and financial freedom and a keep them safe.
We were born when we could set out at dawn and know we had to be home by the time the sun was down. There wasn’t any text messages with excuses on why we were late, not home, missing curfew. We just knew that was the expectation. We knew the repercussions if we failed. We would be grounded, cut off from our outside world of friends, bike riding, and so on. The most we can do for our kids to send a message is suspend their phones, cut off their connections.
Now that we’ve hit our fifties, the likelihood of having a hangout besides home, is pretty close to zilch. The nice part of being a BlogHER or bloghim (duh) is that you can pretty much say what is buzzing in your brain. Whether people read your blog is irrelevant. Or just hashtag #revelence and you may snag a few stragglers.
I thought I’d write about some cool things to watch, in case you miss it, since I don’t follow MUST WATCH tv reviews or media outlets. I’m pretty much not dominated as to what to endorse, or express what I think would appeal to those in our age group just getting into our 50s born in the timeframe @1960-65 ::
You may wanna watch this: it is almost like a cloud over our heads :: we know we’ve seen it at the surface :: through the psychedelic colors of the 70s :: we had our heads above water, born of the first few years of the NUCLEAR BOMB threat. As babies, we were too young to be able to decipher or understand the fear in the adults around us :: bomb shelters, elongating skirt lengths, Andy Warhol, the first sniff of hip hop under the guise of FUNK.
Our older siblings or older wore suffocating our own expressions. Think of the cartoon ZIGGY dominating our perception of the world. Those born in @1960-65 are hitting well into their 50s … are trying to deal with that. The fun and gregarious ZIGGY being stifled. That’s us.
You can watch the sophisticated TV show called: “Vinyl” :: it is like experiencing that era as it happened while having our own take on it circling in a psychedelic cloud overhead. Some liked the music while we lay dormant, waiting for the next music explosion.
The 70/80s were pretty complex times. Our influences were barely coming to grips, and we were reaching forward for the next BIG THING :: disco!