I think perhaps he should scale back on the spinach.
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Keep in mind, people used to be willing to pay a ton of money to skilled artists and sit for hours to have a good picture of themselves. Selfies are just that, except now available to everyone easily.As for "selfies" . . . dear God, why are so many people so infatuated with their own image? Does nobody know the myth of Narcissus anymore?
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Keep in mind, people used to be willing to pay a ton of money to skilled artists and sit for hours to have a good picture of themselves. Selfies are just that, except now available to everyone easily.
Yes, and it is perfectly understandable why someone might want a photo or a painting to mark some important stage of his life or his family. People used to have one or two such pictures, then a handful...fast forward to today, when seemingly no moment in your life is too damn trivial to memorialize, or too damn important to interrupt with a selfie.
Yes, but I don't think it's nearly as many people as it is today. Twenty years ago, people did not walk down the street staring at the little rectangle in their hands. Now, it's nearly everyone. And the ubiquitous selfie is a relatively new thing. (I'm sure a few people snapped -- or tried to snap -- pictures of themselves, but it wasn't so easy before the advent of the digital camera on every phone in every pocket.)
30 years ago, it would have been a 110 film camera and action shots of the train.
Off-topic, a bit: I saw the movie Clueless in a theatre when it was released, and the audience laughed at the way Cher was always chatting to her friends on her cell phone. Cell phones weren't common back then; it was a marker of her rich-girl status that she not only had one, but was constantly using it in a very casual way.
I was thinking about that recently, that younger people watching that movie now will miss the fact that that was meant to be amusing, because it's no longer something that's funny to watch. Now everybody does it.
To go further off-topic -- but isn't it appropriate to derail a thread about a train accident? -- I told one of my little nieces that when I was a little girl, we only had one phone for the entire house, and it had a curly cord attaching the handset to the base so you couldn't move more than six feet while you were talking. She stared at me and said, "Why?"
I'd ask why, too. If you wanted to move more than six feet, there were plenty of phones with longer cords.
The phone cord at my grandmother's stretches across two rooms.
Ah, these new-fangled inventions. Next you will tell me it had buttons to push instead of a dial.
Yeah, but first you have to turn the crank on the side of the wooden box.Huh? You make a call by asking the switchboard lady to connect you. Duh.
I want to know why the mods keep messing with Cassandra's avatar. Why is she so special?
Yes, and it is perfectly understandable why someone might want a photo or a painting to mark some important stage of his life or his family. People used to have one or two such pictures, then a handful...fast forward to today, when seemingly no moment in your life is too damn trivial to memorialize, or too damn important to interrupt with a selfie.
I collect pocket rocks to memorialize important events, They are distinctive smooth stones I find at the locations. One of these days I will fall into a pools and their weight will carry me to the bottom of the pool where I will drown.
We only do it now because the baby loves seeing herself in the camera, and the faces she makes crack us up.