Tuesday, December 06, 2011

Remember The Good Old Days

When kids just sat there, lonely, in front of their radios and TVs sheltered from all potential human interaction.

No, it isn't quite what he's saying, but jeebus there really is nothing worse than the clueless get off my lawn genre. I know there's an audience for it, but if I had the editor hat on anyone who submitted one of those columns to me would be fired. At least if I was an editor who was a wee bit concerned that the average age of my subscribers was increasing by precisely one year per year.