Swaying to the Music

March 9, 1995


Speaking of haircuts, this oldie features Arlo and Janis with their original hair styles. It amazes me when I think about how long it has been since this comic first appeared in newspapers. Of course, the amazing part is, it doesn’t seem that long ago at all. The internet and the World Wide Web existed 25 years ago, but not for most of us in any practical sense. Today, it could safely be said that the past quarter century has been one of the more transformative in history, not just because of the ‘net and the Web but because of the countless ways digital connectivity is changing everything, sometimes so fast and so fundamentally that we have learned to live with that feeling we get when the “Fasten Seatbelt” light flashes on mid-flight.


23 thoughts on “Swaying to the Music”

  1. While our childhood saw the advent of the space age, which led to satellites and miniaturization, in retrospect not a whole lot had changed. Sure microwaves and cordless phones were pretty different, but it was the development of the internet, digital photography and cellular phones that have really transformed us. We hold in our hand enough computer power than what the Apollo 11 astronauts used to land on the moon by 1 million times!

    • Digital photography is a poor imitation of film; it’s only advantage lies in ease of manipulation – much as digital is a major step down in quality from analog – but every time I start to say it has no upside, I remember editing tape with a razor blade………

        • Another advantage of old film is that is was a limited resources and thus we planned our pictures and avoided frivolous shots. Do you think we’d be taking pictures of our food if we knew we only had 24 pictures left in the camera?

          • The only times I’ve taken pictures of food was when the girls had birthday cakes. I really don’t understand people who insist on documenting their lives online. I mean, why should anyone care what your sandwich looked like?

  2. Re 2/26/20 real-time cartoon: Yes, Friday was grocery shopping day when I was young, too. Because payday. And because no credit cards. (Yes, kids, there was once a time, shrouded in the mists of ancient history, when there were no credit cards.)

    • I do remember a time when I was about thirteen, hearing one of my Dad’s friends telling him about some newfangled thing called a “bank card” and how it worked…and thinking, “Wut? Somehow that doesn’t sound right.”
      Perhaps others should have had the some suspicions as 13-year-old me. The last I heard, the average household credit card debt is over $16,000. If one makes only the minimum payment on an account of that amount, one would not want to know how long it would take to pay it off…or the dollar amount required. (Although I believe the card companies are now required to show that information on their statements.)

      • Ghost
        All I can say “Curse you Duncan Hines” (Diner’s Club)
        .
        My mother had a Macy’s card’ it was metal and the size of a domino.
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        Then there were Gas Cards – If you needed cash you could get up to $25 with a fill up.
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        When I started at the hardware store we had plastic but it went into a imprint machine,
        later we were required to call to get verification.

        I think you would have liked North Jersey 25/30 YA – Topless Barbershops – (I heard)

  3. The late, lamented blogger, Weaponsman, summarized the more extreme (both in numbers and locations) facial piercings as “face plant in a tackle box”.
    Topless barbershops, eh? You know, that would place certain “points of interest” at just about eye level, wouldn’t it? 😉

  4. Given the expense of enduring a cardiac arrest and having an expensive device implanted to prevent future episodes, my meagre savings are long gone. I cashed out my investments long ago to keep us afloat. I just hope people will quit panicking. We survived the Ebola scare and all the others that preceded it. A year from now we’ll look back and wonder why we (a) were so easily panicked or (b) so overly confident that our doctors would keep us safe from this “killer virus.”

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