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Tuesday 21st August 2007.

Down at fine leg.....the wireless bleats on...England are playing India in a day night cricket match.BBC long wave lives on...some things never change,can we be grateful for such a thought, progress is such a ugg word...H..mentions we are from the same generation-ish...and how glad he is..i read such words this afternoon,i felt much the same..even given this generation..with i-pods;e-pods and every other pod found under the mulberry bush,do i envy them after carrying such a contraption as a cassette player,that you could watch batteries seep away before your eyes,sadly no;but i should; i should be screaming for being born in the wrong generation..but i do not,i feel very sad for those growing up today,every pregnant lady i see my heart sinks to oblivion..Churchill once said the " The future is bright " what would he say today after bending Gods ears for some forty years...bright might be the last word he utters...

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hughknox
Aug. 22nd, 2007 02:09 am (UTC)
absolutely. after us, the inferno.
wishesinwoods2
Aug. 22nd, 2007 09:14 pm (UTC)
yes, but we'll all be in good company!
wishesinwoods2
Aug. 22nd, 2007 09:27 pm (UTC)
the young people have become pod people, enslaved to the controlled by Heinlein-esque puppet masters Bill Gates and Woz & Jobs. But as big as the web that connects them to the E-source, they will never know the joy of those first bright red plastic transistor radios with a 3 fto metal antenna. Wireless indeed! They are so jaded!

But my dysthymic friend, I disagree. The future *is* bright, if only as your friend H. has said, with light from the inferno. I plan to stick around and watch it all burn. You like to watch, care to joim me? ;-)
hughknox
Aug. 23rd, 2007 03:22 am (UTC)
it is my fondest wish.
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