This may go over like a Pb ballon (you had to be there)
Unlike OT, we are free-wheeling. But there were occasional demographics surveys. Those got a little too-specific, like income, I don't care about that. OT, it seemed to sort mostly male. Sorry you who may have chromosome one way and beliefs the other. Or something. Poorly designed question. Age range might be nice.
My sense is that we run about 50/50 XX/XY. Does that sound less-judgemental?
Mostly interested ( just for me) on age breakdown and M/F (again, that caveat). JtC, if this is not acceptable here, it will come right down. Also, I can't find the polling site, which I have found tedious and too many clicks. So first, is this useful, interesting? If not, it's gone, if I can withdraw. And anyone who has a good poll spot (without spyware) please come forward, if you want.
Comments
you can use...
http://www.poll-maker.com/
Then embed the poll in your post here....
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The poll reset to zero votes when I came back EDIT
I voted, then went to another essay. There were 2 votes on it, including mine. When I returned there was nothing.
UPDATE EDIT: when I clicked the Results button it shows more than 2 votes. All better now.
Oops!
This may not be all that reliable as I discovered that one can vote multiple times.
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
It can be set otherwise but that is resource intensive.
Duplicate deleted.
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
I used to think I was Methuselah's older sibling but
having hung out here I see that was an over-estimation. It's nice to be among contemporaries. Less explaining. "What do you mean you had to lick stamps?" "What's a phone booth?"
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True that
but I sent my donation to cc99% snail mail and it was like a big ordeal. I had to find a place to buy stamps, found I could not buy a money order cause my license is expired and I had no personal account checks cause I do it all electronically. I do use cash for day to day living but I use a debit card to withdraw my weeks money. I used to share a studio with a younger artisan and she would say hang on to your pencils we're going to need them again. She was a die hard Luddite.
15 years ago I could not even type and was a diehard Luddite. The only machine I used was a kiln and even that was old school not digital. Phone booths I miss but even if I found one it would not have my numbers programmed in. It makes me laugh when the geeks start talking about 'automated intelligence'. I am a still largely a Luddite in my 'lifestyle'. I like it like that.
My grand kids think it's hilareous that I blog and can run a computer pretty well. My oldest granddaughter has discovered real life and is creating low tech art by hand and reading old school books with pages, no scrolling. She, in her teens would carry on long conversions with me all the while texting under the table with a blank inward look in her eyes. A full generational circle. I'm thinking of getting a stupid phone so I can take pictures of my food when we go out to dinner and it will tell me where I am located when walking. Texting? Tweeting? Nah. But Instagram might be fun.
I miss phone boots and answering machines with tapes
and I remember well when I got my first computer in 1992. I don't like to do financial transactions online, though that's all I do these days. I think it's bad. I start to have paper copies of everything again and lately I shouted at the COSCO
service center that I don't like to be forced to use a visa card as a membership card. I like to go back to the dark ages. I hate my cell phone, costs too much money for nothing and I wonder why I want to be tracked and have a gps all the time with me. I still can read maps and cards. Hopelessly anti-new-technologies. But that started only to be the case when the email and online transactions and smart phone became your "can't live without it" talisman. I started to dislike the internet around 2002-3. Now I am an internet hater, as you can see by my "rare" usage of it....
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Remember dial-up?
Ha! I once washed/rinsed and stacked to dry an entire sink full of dishes before the 2 free pics eBay allowed back then finished uploading.
Oh wow, it's almost 11. This thread has been so much fun, I let time get away from me. Gotta hit the hay!
Gosh, I remember my first
digital clock (ca 1979, $20) and that's all it did: the time and a countdown timer. No date, month, year, temperature, humidity, atmospheric pressure, phase of the moon, etc. like the new-fangled ones you get for freebie at a conference
Fortran computer programme (1966) to get a numerical solution of the three-body problem
simple (nonprogrammable) calculator (Texas Instruments) (1969) (before that I had a professional slide rule)
IBM digital computer (1988, Windows 286 with colour monitor, math co-processor, and dot--matrix printer): $6000.00 (!)
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
my first computer for work was a Televideo 286
state of the art in 1986! For two months, when the 386 was introduced. I read PC Magazine all the time. I remember a line in that mag, "the computer you want will always cost $5,000".
Commodore 64
in 1982. Oh, I loved that thing. I finally let it go around 1990--sold it for change to a kid, along with all the books, mags, programs, parts...sigh. I still miss it like a friend.
we learned in school how to use the logarithmic slide rule
and I kept it for memorabilia purposes. I also taught some math for chemists as a teaching assistant about Fourier series. Today I can't associate Pb with lead and have no clue what I actually knew back then. My former husband and my co-pilot fiancee in those days was the real one, who knew a lot of math.
The French did a good job teaching it to the "natives" back then in colonial / independent war times in their only french highschool in his home country. So, he added an economics degree to his engineering one and then the profs sent him off to the US for jobs at the IMF or Worldbank. In hindsight I will never forgive those profs.
But the darn thing, he wasn't good in arithmetic.(unlike Bernie, who is) Wanted to be the finance minister of his home country (to become President there) but had difficulties to balance his check-book. But he was so poor he couldn't really do much harm. Thank God his mother, who had may be three years of elementary school education, sent him off to Europe after finishing highschool telling him that the first thing he has to pay in life is his rent. So, he never went homeless. /s
May he RIP. Would have been nice if TPTB hadn't stolen his body and would have buried him somewhere I could actually go and place some flowers at his grave. Never believe that life hasn't some surprises for you until you die. It never is over until it's over. Sigh.
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It just popped into my head! On dialup (with all the sounds)
I could command seeing the front page of the NYT, walk off, make coffee, and by the time I got back it was mostly loaded. Better at multitasking then. When did that word appear in the vernacular.?
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lol - the first computer I could actually use was the Mac.
The old dos systems were impossible. Since I knew none of the controls, I'd type in swear words and cuss it out instead. Really pisses me off that Gates stole Apple's OS. A broke Gates wouldn't be destroying our public schools.
"Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich."--Napoleon
Thanks for the laughs
I too am older than dirt. I remember trolley cars in Chicago (rode on some) and home milk delivery in glass bottles from a horse-drawn cart. I remember telephones which needed to be dialed, refrigerators cooled only by ice--not electricity. I could go on but I seem to have forgotten my name.
yes to all
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
Now I remember as well from the 50s
"escalators" that had wooden slats at a 45 degree angle going up/down. You had to hang on tightly to the moving balustrade to keep your balance.
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
I got one on FB yesterday:
Can you recall ice cream in cups with wooden "spoons"? yeppers.
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And the Star Spangled Banner @ midnight on TV
Then static until 6 or 7am?
And no remote controls for the 3 channels plus PBS?
A truck...
Delivered milk to the house from a local dairy...
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
Economic: -9.13, Social: -7.28,
Yum! Raw milk!
Since I was a kid, I've hated milk, until we started getting it, raw, from the diary down the road. Amazing stuff! We had to get it ourselves though, because I was born too late.
The early riser...
Got to pull off the cap and lick the cream off it before pouring it into the pitcher...
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
Economic: -9.13, Social: -7.28,
I milked the cow. Ha!!
Lets not forget
diaper service.
I'm great at multi-tasking. I can waste time, be unproductive, and procrastinate all at the same time.
Diaper service, how did that work? /nt
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I can't help but LOL!!
You're probably not even going to believe this! Back in the dark ages, before plastic and disposal diapers...
People actually used reusable diapers made from real cloth!! No I'm not joking!! After use, you rinsed them out in a bucket and then put them in a washing machine, assuming you were lucky enough to own one, or washed them in soap and hung them on the clothesline to dry in the sun, folded them and then, gasp, used them again. This is no shit, it's really true! You used diaper pins to keep the diapers in place. I think I still have some 60 year old wound marks around my waste from they came unpinned on their own.
Ahhhh... Diaper Service!!! Changed all this dirty business. The company gave you this plastic little tub that contained a deodorant bar so powerful it could literally mask the smell of shit for about 4 days! Once a week the company came out, picked up your shitty diapers and left you a fresh washed stack of new ones. Sadly, they never figured out how to make a deodorant bar that lasted a full week.
The the disposal diaper was born and the rest is history!!
“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.”
George W. Bush
Problem is
Americans dispose millions od tons of poopy diapers annually into landfill.
I don't know which is more environmentally friendly: disposable diapers (remember, they're plasticised so they take millennia, or more, to degrade) or washable (energy cost?) ones.
Someone here could answer that question.
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environmentally friendly diapers
The washable ones are by far the friendlier -- regardless of their energy cost.
You hit it out of the park when you mentioned the fact that disposables NEVER. GO. AWAY. The relatively miniscule energy costs involved with washing and drying reusable cloth diapers can be adjusted for via use of renewable energies. There is no corresponding adjustment to the chemical composition of disposables, from the non-recyclable non-degrading plastic components to the germicidal and hygroscopic agents used to make them tolerable for the infants to wear after their first drop of urine is released into them. Dealing with another person's share of sewage via washable reusables is easy-peasy by comparison.
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"All power corrupts absolutely!" -- thanatokephaloides
Thanks "DeadHead"
I thought so as well.
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
As a young hippe mother
I went the washable cloth way. The plastic linings on disposables seemed to hold in the uric acid and burn their tender bits. Many of my contemporaries opted for Pampers. 'The world is going to pay dearly for your Pampers' said a hippie dad who was day caring our communities toddlers. My Mom when my second child was born gifted me diaper service. Life is always full of strange choices regardless of the era your in. Paper, plastic or cloth? Keep it simple and close to nature seems the best route regardless of your age or generation. Sometimes going back takes us all forward. My grandparents were ranchers in the San Fernando valley and I value what they valued and respect their connection to nature and their truly liberal politics. My grand kids seem to value ours so on and on it goes.
Enjoy the plastic ones while you can.
At some point we will stop using them. We really won't have any choice in the matter.
oh no, YOU won't know, but in the seventies we had still the
the dark ages in Germany, because I used diapers out of cloth for my son and I even tried to find out if they still exist somewhere lately. Couldn't find any in the US. We had no pins but kind of plastic underwear to pull over the cloth diapers.
Well, you had to have a washing machine, but in the real dark ages, like when I was a baby my mother and my aunts (born around 1901 and 1902) they had a specific room in all those houses in the basements just to wash all your clothes by hand. They had to get hot water through putting wood into a water heater thingy and make a fire. Then they used to put the hot water in a huge kind of tub like thingy and rubbed all the diapers and bed linen and stuff by hand.
If you were lucky you could afford to hire some women who came to your house to wash the clothes.
To show you how "social" Germans tenant laws were, my grandfather on the mothers side worked for the ministry of interior during the Weimar Republic in Berlin after having had his life almost wasted totally in wwI. So he was allowed to rent a so-called "Beamtenwohnung" in Berlin Dahlem, that's just a flat in a larger building complex.
That was a four bedroom "Etagenwohnung" (flat) with a wood or coal fired stove in the kitchen, the bathroom and a stove for heating in each room. All fired with coal which was delivered and stored in the basement. So, you had to carry buckets of coals from the basement to the third floor, no elevators. My mother grew up in that "flat". In wwII the house was bombed, so for some time being there was a hole in the ceiling in one room through the floor down to the first floor flat. My grandparents both died in that flat at the end of wwII.
My one aunt was taken by the Russian soldiers ... nine month later my cousin was born, my other aunt was a wwII widow with three kids. Her husband and she had a furniture factory in Breslau (I think it's near the Polish border today) He was killed in WWII. She had no income. Both my aunts lived in the same flat til they died. My cousin (that's the third generation after my grandfather rented the flat originailly in the Weimar time) was allowed according to tenant laws to take over the "flat" and rented it til he died a couple of years ago.
In the basement there were huge "Waschkueche" rooms with tubs to wash your clothes.
I remember when the first care packages from some distant American cousins second degree from Texax arrived for my aunts and my mother, which had - gasp - the first "nylons" in it. Gosh, the Americans, they were so "advanced". They all went crazy over those nylons. The Amis were beloved until the Vietnam war started. The next generation (us youngsters) started to be critical. : -)
In any case, I think with washing machines people should use diapers out of cloth again. To me that is not old-fashioned but environmentally responsible.
Oh yes I bought as kid from our milkman fresh milk in a special milk cans And those nylons, they had something like a seams in the back, nobody found that sexy at that time though...
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fuer Ihre Erinnerungen!
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Gern geschehen, I like your polar bear image, too cute :-) /nt
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I know those old apartments
lived in Berlin (as a student) for a few years, late 1970's. I miss the high ceilings like in the old Dahlem places. At one point I lived in a miserable ground floor apt in Wedding with a floor to ceiling Kachelofen like you see in museums from the 18th century. Had to carry coals home with the groceries. Then I moved to a one-room apt south of Dahlem in a nice old building that still had some of the larger flats like you described. My friends thought I was posh because I had steam heat!
Diaper services still exist.
I remember when I had it for my daughter. Once a week, I'd stick a plastic bag of (shaken out) soiled diapers on the front porch. A guy would come pick up the dirty diapers and leave a big plastic bag full of clean diapers. In the olden days, plastic diapers were awful. They still pollute. A combo of the two is the best way.
"Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich."--Napoleon
For those
that didn't have the means or desire to wash dirty diapers you could pay a local laundry service to pick up, wash and return your diapers.
I'm great at multi-tasking. I can waste time, be unproductive, and procrastinate all at the same time.
and our parents! Yikes!
you really get a sense of history when you talk of changes you've seen, then hear from your parents. I mentioned to my Mom that I remembered when you had to dial numbers, rotary before push-tone and how we had milk delivered. She came back with how she remembered the milk coming in horse-drawn carts.
Shaz and I recently were watching a movie version of some Dickens thing, from the early 1940s, with a few outdoor shots of London. That movie was made almost exactly at the midpoint from when Dickens died to now. That is, early 1940s London is more like Dickens' time than now is so those outdoor shots are....almost Dickensian!
Looking at this poll we've got a lot of people here born in the 50s, some in the 40s. I would guess many of you, like I, had grandparents born in the 1880s and our grandparents likely had grandparents born in the 1800-1815 range, when Jefferson was President and Napoleon was head of France.
Even freakier, the younger kids we know will probably be alive in the year 2100.
My grandpa delivered milk at age 8
from a horse drawn cart. Here is the really amazing thing - he got paid for it! Family needed money so that was all the school he got.
"If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back" - Regina Brett
I just found this...
Maple Shade was the dairy...
My neighbor across the street worked there making ice cream...
My wife worked there as a waitress when she was in High School...
The farm I worked on sold milk to Maple Shade...
We Joked and called it the Shapely Maid...
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
Economic: -9.13, Social: -7.28,
And another truck delivered
ice in 25 or 50 lb blocks for the icebox (yes, literally).
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
My dad drove the truck.
"I’m a human being, first and foremost, and as such I’m for whoever and whatever benefits humanity as a whole.” —Malcolm X
I lived in the country as a kid
so no milk delivery. But fresh milk, chilled overnight, was delicious.
Life is strong. I'm weak, but Life is strong.
And the milk bottles went back!
You didn't pitch the milk bottles, either. You set the empties out and the milkman picked them up for reuse. The only "waste" was the little cap; ours were made of some kind of cardboard stuff and you pulled it off the bottle.
There's still a small alligator clip mounted low on the siding at my parents house. It's right by the back door steps where the milkman left the milk, etc. The clip was for holding dollar bills, if needed, to pay the milkman. Coins were simply placed on the step underneath the clip.
A high school buddy of mine was one of the last milkmen. Once, he pulled my old '61 Ford Falcon home using his milk truck after I'd driven into deep water during a flash flood.
Two houses from my childhood home were neighbors kids whose granddad was a milkman all his life. His wife never did work outside the home, yet they had enough to live a middle class life. Bought brand new, they had a nice home with a large amount of property, a nice automobile, even kept a horse behind the house. That horse was a Palomino ... the first, but not last, horse that ever threw me.
And in the morning, before cartoons
the test-pattern with the NA feathered chief? Am i making that up?
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I just remember fat, vertical, colored stripes
And a high pitched beeeeeep. I'd turn down the volume and stare at it until the cartoons started, on my belly, under a blanket on the floor, maybe a foot away from the screen. (The parental units were fast asleep, so I didn't hear, "Don't sit so close, you'll ruin your eyes.")
Stripes came later.
It was after color TVs became popular so you could adjust your set, which you'd have to do every couple months (green sky, purple people). River was right about the chief. Some stations had cross hairs or Maltese cross superimposed on concentric circles.
The show between midnight and 6am we called The Sgt. Preston Show, and if you looked carefully you'd see his dog, King's nose bobbing in the blizzard. Poor guy, stuck in a blizzard six hours every night.
There is no such thing as TMI. It can always be held in reserve for extortion.
Excellent! I did not know that.
Again, born too late.
I was born too late to be a hippie too. Sigh. . .
I remember hand cranked ice cream makers, though. I usually got the job of sitting on it while someone bigger and stronger did the cranking.
You missed a great time.
The polyester hippies that came along in the 70s destroyed it.
"Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich."--Napoleon
Also affectionately known as.....
Also affectionately known as NTSC Standard Color Bars + 1000Hz.
"US govt/military = bad. Russian govt/military = bad. Any politician wanting power = bad. Anyone wielding power = bad." --Shahryar
"All power corrupts absolutely!" -- thanatokephaloides
Me too
didn't want to them to wake up and give me grief during the Soupy Sales Show.
Before Sat morning cartoons was Modern Farmer
at 5 am in NYC. My brother & I watched it every morning until the TV "broke." (My parents really hated TV so we seldom had one that worked.) One time my older bro insisted that maybe we just needed a new tube; he insisted my dad look in the back with him to see if they could figure out which one was bad. Well, the one my dad had pulled out was lying right there, so, to his chagrin, it was an easy fix.
I raised my son w/o a TV at all & still don't own one. But now, I probably spend more time on the internet than most people watch the tube.
Their back again
along with paper cups of salted caramel ice designer ice cream. Portland's hipster trendy ice cream parlor's are a throw back.
I remember
dipped ice cream in a 3-cup waffle cone
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Sheeny men and watermelon trucks? n.t
"Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich."--Napoleon
There was a Watermelon Truck...
On East Main Street in Middletown CT just recently...
Around Memorial Day Weekend...
I suspect he had just grabbed a load at the regional market though...
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
Economic: -9.13, Social: -7.28,
Hi rl...
this is fine and I'd be interested in the results also.
As someone who reviews every new registration here I think it's safe to say that there are more females than males, I'm not sure of that but it's an educated guess. As a matter of fact it wouldn't surprise me that we're 60 % female.
I'd have done the Sex Poll...
If it could be just a simple M/F Poll...
But I'm kind of a hetro old guy, and all the possibilities today befuddle me a little bit...
I'm not against anyone doing their thing... Do carry on!
I just didn't want to come off inadvertently sounding like the guy in the pee pee checking booth outside a North Carolina Restroom, because of my lack of knowledge of the possibilities, and the possibility of offending someone by an omission or wrong name...
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
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How about Male/Female/Other
like the recent "third option" for sex added to the Oregon (iirc) drivers licenses?
Only connect. - E.M. Forster
Some of us "straights" might be tempted
to say "other" just for Solidarity!
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let's not "other"
Any choices about gender that are limited to two (or even three) will not be reflective of the true diversity of how people identify. I would argue that it's not a helpful distinction to be making at all and can be very off-putting to many of us, but if someone really feels the need to do this, the preference in groups working against sexism, homophobia, and transphobia is to have a fill-in-the-blank as opposed to multiple choice. So, you would have a poll item that just said "Gender: _____" and then there should be the option "prefer not to answer."
This is similar to how antiracist groups ask about race/ethnicity. We don't provide multiple choice options because even the creation of the choices shows our bias. So, instead, we say "Race/ethnicity: _____" which lets people say exactly how they see themselves, and we always provide the option "prefer not to answer."
Most of us have never had our chromosomes typed (and there are many more combinations than simply XX and XY), many people have genitalia that are a blend of characteristics, and gender expression and identity are widely variant -- and completely wonderful!
My 3 cents.
blaze
There is no justice in America, but it is the fight for justice that sustains you.
--Amiri Baraka
Mea culpa. As the "architect of the idea" for this poll
that is why I was ambivalent and unsure. OT, We Were Told is was about 70 % XY claimants. But that the minority females just yakked more (about with that blowoff). Now that JtC says the sense is 60% women (and given the age distribution, we are all red-hat prospects, crones, Wiccans and obviously elder sages). I don't want to Other, except for those jerks OT, who Othered us first. And I am not combative. Peace on.
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no blaming here, just trying to share my experience
As others have said, we don't know what we don't know. I'm glad you shared your hesitancy.
A few years ago, I would have thought "male, female, other" was perfectly reasonable -- but I've been educated by folks who took the time to show me why that's not a good idea. I hope I communicated respectfully here in my attempt to pass along what I've learned.
I have enormous respect for JtC, but I would prefer that we not make assumptions about anyone's chromosomes or their gender identity based on their names, their online handles, or even the photos they pick. Further, I think "male" and "female" are not well defined in social contexts, so we all may not even be talking about the same aspects of a person!
Peace to all.
blaze
There is no justice in America, but it is the fight for justice that sustains you.
--Amiri Baraka
Still remember fiddling with
Vert and horiz knobs constantly, and fine tuning channels on the channel selector. And at least one new tube every six months or so.
Fizzies were a fad I'd like to see return. And shake 'em up pudding. Grandkids would love 'em.
There is no such thing as TMI. It can always be held in reserve for extortion.
Fiddling with the rabbit ears ...
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
Reminded me of Married With Children
and Fox viewing positions! Not really all that long ago. Fox has certainly left an imprint since those days!
“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.”
George W. Bush
Dad working on the tube TV with a big mirror
Had to get it working to watch The Waltons or Archie Bunker or M*A*S*H or The Carol Burnett Show.
Years later I found Nick at Night which introduced me to shows my dad told me about. Dobie Gilles, The Life of Riley, and one he never watched, I Married Joan.
I can stream I Married Joan and tons of other black & white shows, movies, game shows on a channel called PubDhub. Love it!
Oh, crap. Am I that old?
I remember the Life of Reilly on the radio and My Friend Irma as well as the Shadow
and then VHF came in for extra channels
which we tuned in like the TV was a radio.
That was the UHF Channels...
That you tuned...
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
Economic: -9.13, Social: -7.28,
Yup, UHF
VHF was channels 2-13 which you got with a discrete rotary dial (with a continuous "tuning" wheel).
UHF was a continuous dial (because the channels got closer and closer in frequency).
In Southern Ontario, we could [just] get channel 17 (Buffalo, WNED, the PBS station), but it was very snowy and the sound had static.
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
yes, you're right! UHF
and we could get those music shows on Channel 47
Opening up the TV
and blowing the dust out of the open air capacitor that was the tuner. Pull the tubes out and plug them into a gizmo my dad borrowed from another guy that ran them up to a higher voltage to cook off the crud and get a little more life out of them.
And The Eff-Bee-Eye ... In Color! Not to mention that stunning NBC peacock.
Our remote control was a 20 foot electrical cord with an on-off switch.
We lived in Amish country, so I had to duck horses and buggies while learning to drive.
Tied the wooden tobaggan to the back of the car and pulled us kids along the snowy roads. Probably put you in jail for that now.
We had a bread and milk (from the local dairy) truck for a couple of years when I was little.
"The greatest shortcoming of the human race is our inability to understand the exponential function." -- Albert Bartlett
"A species that is hurtling toward extinction has no business promoting slow incremental change." -- Caitlin Johnstone
I remember my dad always storing a supply
of spare tubes in the back of the TV. When the TV went on the fritz, he's pull all of the tubes out of the TV and off to radio shack or some other place to test them. Those little machines would have all different kinds of sockets, for all the various tubes and then you set dials for the actual tube you had and pressed test! In the compartment under the machine was a full assortment of replacement tubes. It seems even grocery stores had these machines as you were always replacing the tubes. After owning the TV for a few months, you learned which tubes you needed to keep stocked in the back of the TV!
“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.”
George W. Bush
I remember the tube checker at the local
Radio Shack.
You never knew which tube ("valve" in British/Canadian English) was bad, so I made a diagram of the setup inside the set, took them all in, tested them one by one, found the bad one, bought a new replacement, reassembled the tubes, et voila!
I think I was 12 yo at the time. Mom wanted to call the "TV man" but I thought $10 was outrageous when I could do it myself and a new valve, sorry, tube, cost $1.50.
There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.
There is some power capacitor (?)
inside those big-butt TVs that when arced would throw high voltage? current? Whatever, not a wise thing to touch. I had a neighbor in 1980 who fixed our old color TV at home. Mel. Tragic stories there.
Hey! my dear friends or soon-to-be's, JtC could use the donations to keep this site functioning for those of us who can still see the life preserver or flotsam in the water.
I remember horse drawn coal carts
In deepest, darkest Middlesex. Far beyond the modern London of today. Rag and Bone men too.
Hedgehogs also, snuffling in gardens that have all been paved over for cars.
I remember my Great Uncle Ernie weeping when trying to describe the horrors of 3rd Ypres.
My Great Uncle Charles describing the hole in his leg, wounded at El Alamein, and then fighting through Italy. And trying to keep Greece from falling apart in 1945.
I remember no computers, limited tv and dancing with three generations to Henry Mancini, Russ Conway in a back room stuffed with merry family members at Christmas. Those '60's parties are one of my fondest memories.
Gëzuar!!
from a reasonably stable genius.
Bone men? eom
They were individuals that collected household rubbish
They would shout 'Rag and bone!' as the horse clopped around.
Gëzuar!!
from a reasonably stable genius.
Ah, I see
Did you set it out on the porch like empty milk bottles?
No, if you heard them, you would come out and offer stuff.
Gëzuar!!
from a reasonably stable genius.
some of us are so old we remember...
kids playing well into the evening without any adults around. Kids walking by themselves to god knows where. Kids climbing 12 foot high fences to get into playgrounds. Kids riding their bicycles as far as they could, just to see how far they could go. Kids riding their bicycles in packs, descending on some hamburger place. Candy stores which were no-fooling centers of culture. Movies shown on huge screens outdoors, with "refreshment stands" that sold Cokes (which we thought were just fine) and hamburgers and hotdogs (which we thought were great). Day baseball, Old-Timers' Day games where Joe DiMaggio would get a couple of at-bats and the "current" team (it was current then!) with Mantle, Berra, Ford, Skowron and the others would play a little later. 22 cts a gallon gas. I remember seeing photos of real old-timey places, like restaurants with signs saying "steak - 5 cts" or clothing stores with $5 suits. Now I realize that 22 cts gas is just like that.
I remember typewriters with cents symbols
since so many things were priced in cents.
"The greatest shortcoming of the human race is our inability to understand the exponential function." -- Albert Bartlett
"A species that is hurtling toward extinction has no business promoting slow incremental change." -- Caitlin Johnstone
LOL! When making my comment...
below yours, I was searching the keyboard looking for the cent character to discover... There isn't one!!! Where did it go?
“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.”
George W. Bush
Here you go
¢
alt num pad zero one six two
"The greatest shortcoming of the human race is our inability to understand the exponential function." -- Albert Bartlett
"A species that is hurtling toward extinction has no business promoting slow incremental change." -- Caitlin Johnstone
Or on a Mac...
Option $ is ¢
I'm the only person standing between Richard Nixon and the White House."
~John F. Kennedy~
Economic: -9.13, Social: -7.28,
These days...
knowing what a typewriter is, makes you old!
“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.”
George W. Bush
I still have a typewriter! I don't use it.
But it's a collectible: Olivetti Valentine, red plastic, comes with its red case, a work of art, in the MOMA collection. Last I checked, going for >$200 on ebay. I keep meaning to put it up there...
Hey! my dear friends or soon-to-be's, JtC could use the donations to keep this site functioning for those of us who can still see the life preserver or flotsam in the water.
15 cent McDonald's hamburgers and fries...
change back from your dollar.
What ever happened to Cherry Cokes from the fountain?
“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.”
George W. Bush
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