Michael began his career as the singer for Wham!, along with former schoolmate Andrew Ridgeley, in the early 1980s. The group had hits with “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go,” “Careless Whisper,” and the enduring “Last Christmas.” And throughout his career, he’s always been unfailingly sex positive – before it was cool.
we were the liminal kids. alive before the internet, just long enough we remember when things really were different.
when i work in preschools, the hand signal kids make for phone is a flat palm, their fingers like brackets. i still make the pinky-and-thumb octave stretch when i “pick up” to respond to them.
the symbol to save a file is a floppy disc. the other day while cleaning out my parents’ house, i found a collection of over a hundred CDs, my mom’s handwriting on each of them. first day of kindergarten.playlist for beach trip ‘94. i don’t have a device that can play any of these anymore - none of my electronics are compatible. there are pieces of my childhood buried under these, and i cannot access them. but they do exist, which feels special.
my siblings and i recently spent hours digitizing our family’s photos as a present for my mom’s birthday. there’s a year where the pictures just. stop. cameras on phones got to be too good. it didn’t make sense to keep getting them developed. and there are a quite a few years that are lost to us. when we were younger, mementos were lost to floods. and again, while i was in middle school, google drive wasn’t “a thing”. somewhere out there, there are lost memories on dead laptops. which is to say - i lost it to the flood twice, kind of.
when i teach undergrad, i always feel kind of slapped-in-the-face. they’re over 18, and they don’t remember a classroom without laptops. i remember when my school put in the first smartboard, and how it was a huge privilege. i used the word walkman once, and had to explain myself. we are only separated by a decade. it feels like we are separated by so much more than that.
and something about … being half-in half-out of the world after. it marks you. i don’t know why. but “real adults” see us as lost children, even though many of us are old enough to have a mortgage. my little sister grew up with more access to the internet than i did - and she’s only got 4 years of difference. i know how to write cursive, and i actually think it’s good practice for kids to learn too - it helps their motor development. but i also know they have to be able to touch-type way faster than was ever required from me.
in between, i guess. i still like to hand-write most things, even though typing is way faster and more accessible for me. i still wear a pj shirt from when i was like 18. i don’t really understand how to operate my parents’ smart tv. the other day when i got seriously injured, i used hey siri to call my brother. but if you asked me - honestly, i prefer calling to texting. a life in anachronisms. in being a little out-of-phase. never quite in synchronicity.
I imagine that the last generation to really feel this way, to really feel a before-and-after kind of world, was at the last turn of the century, which had 3 huge, life-changing inventions happen all at once.
In 1890, everybody rode horses, used candles to see at night, and communicated through letters.
By the 1920s (only 30 years later!), everybody had automobiles (or access to another form of 'self-driving’ transportation like busses or trams) and nobody had horses. Nearly everyone had electricity in their houses. Nearly everyone had a telephone, or access to one.
Can you imagine? Can you imagine growing up, being taught by your parents all about how to ride horses and care for them and hitch them to a wagon, only to…not ever use that knowledge as an adult, because you have a car? Can you imagine learning how to make candles, finally getting good enough at it to be useful to your family as a teenager, only to flick a switch to turn on a light bulb as an adult?
I feel like that last huge change in technology is the same thing we are going through. I know how to read a paper map. I will never need to use this knowledge. But it’s still in there; including the many patient hours my mother spent teaching me, and a lot of fond memories I have of her doing it. I know how to research a topic in a paper library, with actual books. Pretty sure I will never do that again. I memorize phone numbers, 'just in case’. In case what? The automobile (smartphone) gets un-invented? But I hold that knowledge in my head. It’s there. It’s part of me.
I wish I could speak to my great-great-grandmother, who had her first baby in 1900. To ask her, if what Millennials now are going through is what it was like for her Centennial generation. The absolute whiplash, from one way of life to another.
Kids born in 1890 knew how to make candles, and kids born in 1920 could not fathom why you would need to know this.
how to stop isolating yourself?? the answer is give up on code and hidden messages. love fully and loudly and truthfully and always. be deliberate. be open. feel everything. but won’t it be hard? won’t it hurt? yes!!!! yes.
“But it sends terrible messages-” yes. That’s why media criticism is important. It doesn’t mean a book should be banned.
“But this classic contains truly despicable things” correct! Now use your brain to consider whether it is condoning, encouraging, or commenting upon them, and then use those skills in your day to day interactions with people! Is it outdated? Could that be why your grandparent has some Truly Weird Ideas that you might have more context to understand and/or discuss? Or are the ideas of your family member not even Of Their Time and they’re just bigots? You now have some tools to figure it out.
Bad books are bad, but sometimes they are important to learn from. And sometimes they’re outdated, but it gives you food for thought. And sometimes somebody else gets something important from a book that you don’t need, hut you never know the difference.
But also and probably most importantly, as utah learned by fucking around and finding out, if you ban one kind of media it becomes incredibly easy to ban another.
my sister will use this argument to say that reading harry potter is fine
The statement was that books (or other media) shouldn’t be banned, not that we can’t or shouldn’t criticize them, provide context around them, warn friends and family about problematic aspects that may not be immediately apparent to them, or encourage them to find better media to read or watch or play.
TL;DR: Just because the Potter books shouldn’t be banned doesn’t mean you can’t give your sister crap about reading them or playing that even more extremely anti-Semitic game.
Reblogging again because I just realized that if I had this advice in high school I wouldâve never made a tumblr account.
Also works for most of those news sites like WSJ or NYT that only let you read a little bit, or block adblockers. Also some disable the scroll bar but if you go to the right side of the console after hitting F12 and look for the CSS element âoverflowâ and change it from âhiddenâ to âvisibleâ then you can continue scrolling for free. Might have to click around on different parts of the page to find it, but it should work.
Thereâs also a Firefox/Chrome extension called Behind The Overlay that does all that with one mouse click. Used it for years; what a time saver.
And if you encounter a true paywall, use Archive.Today to bypass it. Just paste the paywalled url into the blue âsearch archived snapshotsâ box near the bottom:
