Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
Every generation will someday utter the words, “In my day …”
This song is my way of saying things were better when I was a kid. I don’t think I’m quite as extreme as Dana Carvey’s Grumpy Old Man (That’s the way it was and we LIKED it!), but god damn it, the world has careened down the garbage chute to Hell since I was young, and things aren’t getting better any time soon.
Just a few of the benefits my generation enjoyed: only three television stations; mandatory crew cuts for boys; the military draft; cars that got eight miles a gallon; everybody smoked, everywhere; drinking and driving was encouraged; the Equal Rights Amendment failed …
Wait a minute. I know there must have been some great things too. Hang on.
Okay: Superballs. Creeple People. Stingray bikes. Much better music. Moon shots. Incredible tomatoes. Walter Cronkite.
I’ll leave it at that.
As for today’s kids, savor the things you love now, because in forty years you’ll be saying, “In my day,” and younger folks will laugh at you.
That’s the great circle of life.
But today’s kids,
They don’t care about tomorrow.
They’re oblivious to the way things are.
They’re 35 years old
and they live with Mom and Dad.
Their phones are on the family plan!