I’m talking about the new Face Book format; we all woke up last week and after I was done checking for anything new on LiP first. Then I know we all went to open Face Book next and were shocked to find it was not the same Face Book we’ve come to know and love. Oh, the wailing and gnashing of teeth, the total uproar that ensued on Face Book. I’d not seen or heard that much protest since the US Congress passed Obama-Care.
So I posted “My Brother Dan pointed out that people are not very open-mined about new things, unless they’re exactly like the old ones.
The above I knew was true just by living life. I’ll never forget my Fathers uproar when he went down to the Oldsmobile Dealership in Boston to buy his new Jet Star Rocket “88” (Hey, I didn’t name the car) and found that during the two years he owned his old one General Motors decided that power windows would be a standard option vise the hand cranked he’d had his whole driving life.
I was on leave from the Navy and was home while this was going on. He bought the car, but did we all hear about those new fangled windows. Why did they change those windows?
My Dad and I drove into Boston in this damnable new Olds with POWER WINDOWS. When we hit the first toll booth, I remembered him in the past digging in his pocket with his right hand looking for change (there’s that word again) then cranking the window with his left hand and holding the wheel with his knee. When he hit the button and the window slid down with electric ease, I saw him grin, and he turned to me and said; “Their not so bad!” So change isn’t so bad after all.
Later that week I went out with my old buddies, the guys I’d grown up with, when I came back to the house around 9pm my Dad commented that I sure was home early, and asked why? I complained that all my friends had changed while I was gone the last few years. My Father smiled, and said; “Son, they are just as you left them, it’s you who has changed. You just came back from a year in Europe and they never left the block where they grew up. Again change rears its ugly head, but it was me this time!
Change is part of our life, not always to be embraced but at least given a chance. I’ve found that I started to become somewhat of a curmudgeon about change, and last week I fired off an e-Mail to our friend Bob Martin grousing about Lip 5.0. Why change it? I regretted it the next day after giving LiP 5.0 a chance, and looking it over and found it to be a nice change. I’d eat my hat, but I have too many of them, but I did get a laugh because a few days later Face Book came out with their changes. Now I’m suspicious, because I think FB is trying to keep up with LiP!
I am going to take a stand about a small section of change, and that is music. I now play all my music on mp3 USB’s. I’ve done, Vinyl, 8-track’s, then Cassettes and CD’s and now USB, I’m declaring to the world, I’m done, there will be no more changes in my life over music. By the way, the same goes with movies! DVD’s is where I am on this format, and this is where I’m drawing that line in the sand, and I won’t change my mind!
No web-sites were harmed during the writing of this article. But many 8-Tracks were throw out my car window during the early 70’s do to unwinding in my machine.