My children will never know what it was like to live in America before 9/11. They have always had TiVo. The lowest tech video game system they have ever seen is PlayStation 2. As far as they know you have always been able to say the word shit on television. I don’t think they even ever seen a dial phone or coke in a glass bottle, and they have have never heard a president pronounce the word ‘nuclear’ properly.
Apparently they also don’t remember what it was like before greeting cards played “Word Up” or “The Final Countdown” because when we got out holiday card from our Washington Post carrier (which, what the hell, by the way) Ian put it up to his ear, looked disappointed and said “I don’t hear anything”.