tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275165298547340568.post317565878752537338..comments2023-10-20T16:03:03.157+01:00Comments on Devouring Texts: Why the Internet Makes Me SadLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17371636785566309578noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275165298547340568.post-79846579229107283772011-11-13T15:12:26.531+00:002011-11-13T15:12:26.531+00:00I remember growing up and if we had a disagreement...I remember growing up and if we had a disagreement in the family about an actor and what movie they were in, we would call up Blockbuster to ask one of the clerks. My students have no clue what innovative research is!christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16749333368560606659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275165298547340568.post-3283247216584856052011-11-12T18:32:14.630+00:002011-11-12T18:32:14.630+00:00@Silsbee- I'm a bit young to remember a time w...@Silsbee- I'm a bit young to remember a time when there weren't videos, but I imagine that going to the cinema and waiting for the next film to come to your cinema would be so much more exciting than going to a cinema and being able to see about 10 (mostly bad) films. And YES to the lyrics! I once spent an evening figuring out the lyrics to Californication by Red Hot Chili Peppers, and it was so so satisfying! Stupid access to ALL information...<br /><br />@Reading Rambo- We do sound a bit 'ooh, it wasn't like this in my day', but I stand by my 'working for things is better than being handed them' thing. This is why I don't really have much interest in winning the lottery or anything, because like, what would you do with your days?! Apart from spend money you didn't earn and then feel bad because you have so much more than most people. But maybe that's just me...<br />I love your Days of Our Lives anecdote! And it is about earning things, as well as having the anticipation of having them that's so much better than just having them straight away. *sigh* the modern world...<br /><br />Still do love the internet though. Since, you know, that's my medium for saying all this shiz!Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17371636785566309578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275165298547340568.post-12664320699412705462011-11-12T18:15:27.307+00:002011-11-12T18:15:27.307+00:00Aww. While this puts us in the camp of "Thing...Aww. While this puts us in the camp of "Things were better in the old days" people have always been in that camp, so I see no reason for us to try to change up things. Therefore, yes. There was certainly something rewarding about doing things the hard way back in the early days of the internet.<br /><br />Embarrassing example: at age 12, I was mightily obsessed with Days of Our Lives (NBC soap opera). More particularly, with John and Marlena, a couple on the show. The internet was advanced enough for mailing lists and Geocities sites, but not much else (1997), and some people sold old tapes of the show. Glorious, glorious tapes. So I worked for my parents, doing chores for $5 an hour, and I EARNED those tapes, and watching them was maybe close to the happiest I've been.<br /><br />Now, basically everything on them is on youtube. Which is great in a way, but I wouldn't trade that experience for having easier access to them.Reading Rambohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12614467198216577755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275165298547340568.post-41384937947913621722011-11-12T14:52:19.066+00:002011-11-12T14:52:19.066+00:00I agree completely. It's the same with movies ...I agree completely. It's the same with movies and theater-going: you would go and see a movie several times because you never knew if/when you would see it again. Now, not only are there home videos of everything, but you can pretty much download good quality copies of things while they're still in theaters (illegal, yes, but easy to do).<br /><br />And I miss spending hours listening to the same song over and over while writing the lyrics down. Now all you have to do is go to one of those lyrics sites. It's not the same. :(Silsbeehttp://irregularsilsbee.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com