Old Enough To Remember?

Larry Fine said:
What's missing? :unsure:


Purely memory. :nuts:

This is my present system, my home theater stack. It can cleanly play realistic concert level.

Total of 2,200w RMS:
Front left and right: Sunfire Stereo amp - 300w x 2
Center/sides/rears: Sunfire Cinema Grand amp - 200w x 5
Sub-woofers: built into left and right speakers - 300w ea

System page: https://fineelectricco.com/System.html

Note: The B&K pre/pro has been replaced with a Fosgate FAP-T1+

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How many remotes do you have for that?.
 
If you were born after 1970, move on, the following has pretty much nothing to do with you!

In retrospect it appears hard to believe that we children of the 50s or 60s even survived !

We rode in cars without seat-belts or airbags.
Our cribs and toys were covered in varnishes full of lead and cadmium.
We could open pill bottles or pharmacy tinctures without difficulty, just like the can of bleach hidden underneath the kitchen sink.
Doors and cabinets were a constant threat to our little fingers, and we never wore helmets while cycling or skiing.

We drank water from taps or even a garden hose, not sterile, sealed bottles.
There was only one kind of yogurt—not that "left-twisted bacteria stirred to death" stuff—it probably wasn't even pasteurized!

We built cars out of soapboxes and discovered during the first ride that we'd forgotten the brakes.
After a few accidents, we got over that.

We left the house in the morning to play.
We stayed out all day and didn't have to be home until the streetlights came on.
Nobody knew where we were, as we didn't have a cell phone with us!

We climbed trees, fell down, cut ourselves, broke bones and teeth, and no one got sued over this; what a novelty!
They were just accidents. No one was to blame—except ourselves.

We fought and sometimes bruised each other quite bad—as Indians, cowboys, policemen and robbers.
We had to live with that because the adults weren't particularly interested to get involved in our disputes.

We ate cookies, bread with thick butter, a ton of Nutella, drank a lot of soda, and still didn't grew fat.
We shared drinking from a bottle with our friends, but no one died as a result and the little bit of herpes didn't bother us much.

We didn't have video games, 64 TV channels, movies on demand, surround sound, our own TVs, computers or internet chat rooms.

We had friends!!! We just went out and met them on the streets.
Or we just marched to their house and rang the bell.
Sometimes we didn't even need to ring the bell and just walked in.
Without an appointment and without our parents knowing.
No one dropped us off or picked us up...
How was that possible?

We made up games with wooden sticks and tennis balls, but didn't poke each other's eyes out.
In the summer, we tied our beach towels around our necks and flew through the outdoor pool as Superman/Superwoman.

We ate worms; and they didn't live in our stomachs forever...
When we played football at the park, only those who were good were allowed to participate.
Those who weren't good had to learn to deal with disappointment.

Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed exams and repeated grades.
Back then, such didn't lead to emotional parent-teacher meetings or changes of the performance evaluations.

And our actions had consequences.
That was clear, and no one could hide.
If one of us broke the law, our parents wouldn't just bail us out of trouble...
On the contrary: they actually shared the opinion of the police or the teachers! --> What a thing!

Our generation produced a wealth of innovative problem-solvers and inventors with a willingness to take risks.
We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility.
And we knew how to handle all of that...
 
That all sounds like what my dad said, almost exactly what he said. Do you think the next generation will say it their kids? Remember....Asbestos is your valuable resource... and smoking isn't bad for you. Seatbelts cause you to stay in car and get injured, etc etc.
 
The younger generations were never allowed to learn from mistakes or carelessness, as they were always protected and were not allowed to experiment or push themselves to or past their physical limits. Remember climbing monkey bars. Swinging as high as possible and then jumping out of the swing. Climbing up and then sliding down 20 foot high slides. Or even trying to walk up the slide. Trying to bounce your buddy off of the teetertotter. Being pushed off the high dive at the pool by your teetertotter buddy. Making skateboards out of a price of 2x4 and old metal skates. etc. This is how we learned to be more carful as it hurt when we hit the ground. Todays youth will never experience the thrill, fun and excitement of learning the trials and tribulation of life, or the fun of being a real kid.
 
ST1100Y said:
If you were born after 1970, move on, the following has pretty much nothing to do with you!

In retrospect it appears hard to believe that we children of the 50s or 60s even survived !

We rode in cars without seat-belts or airbags.
Our cribs and toys were covered in varnishes full of lead and cadmium.
We could open pill bottles or pharmacy tinctures without difficulty, just like the can of bleach hidden underneath the kitchen sink.
Doors and cabinets were a constant threat to our little fingers, and we never wore helmets while cycling or skiing.

We drank water from taps or even a garden hose, not sterile, sealed bottles.
There was only one kind of yogurt—not that "left-twisted bacteria stirred to death" stuff—it probably wasn't even pasteurized!

We built cars out of soapboxes and discovered during the first ride that we'd forgotten the brakes.
After a few accidents, we got over that.

We left the house in the morning to play.
We stayed out all day and didn't have to be home until the streetlights came on.
Nobody knew where we were, as we didn't have a cell phone with us!

We climbed trees, fell down, cut ourselves, broke bones and teeth, and no one got sued over this; what a novelty!
They were just accidents. No one was to blame—except ourselves.

We fought and sometimes bruised each other quite bad—as Indians, cowboys, policemen and robbers.
We had to live with that because the adults weren't particularly interested to get involved in our disputes.

We ate cookies, bread with thick butter, a ton of Nutella, drank a lot of soda, and still didn't grew fat.
We shared drinking from a bottle with our friends, but no one died as a result and the little bit of herpes didn't bother us much.

We didn't have video games, 64 TV channels, movies on demand, surround sound, our own TVs, computers or internet chat rooms.

We had friends!!! We just went out and met them on the streets.
Or we just marched to their house and rang the bell.
Sometimes we didn't even need to ring the bell and just walked in.
Without an appointment and without our parents knowing.
No one dropped us off or picked us up...
How was that possible?

We made up games with wooden sticks and tennis balls, but didn't poke each other's eyes out.
In the summer, we tied our beach towels around our necks and flew through the outdoor pool as Superman/Superwoman.

We ate worms; and they didn't live in our stomachs forever...
When we played football at the park, only those who were good were allowed to participate.
Those who weren't good had to learn to deal with disappointment.

Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed exams and repeated grades.
Back then, such didn't lead to emotional parent-teacher meetings or changes of the performance evaluations.

And our actions had consequences.
That was clear, and no one could hide.
If one of us broke the law, our parents wouldn't just bail us out of trouble...
On the contrary: they actually shared the opinion of the police or the teachers! --> What a thing!

Our generation produced a wealth of innovative problem-solvers and inventors with a willingness to take risks.
We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility.
And we knew how to handle all of that...
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Now, in general I agree with all of this, but every once in a while bad things did happen.

Did your mom ever say "be careful, or you'll put out an eye with that"...................... My cousin was playing with darts in the basement rec room and as he retreived his darts from the board his friend whipped a dart at him, intending to graze him. Instead, he got hit dead center in his eye and was blinded for life.
 
ReSTored said:
Did your mom ever say "be careful, or you'll put out an eye with that"
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Actually the core message of that essay (floating around the inet in quite some variations for a couple of years now...)

Especially the "climbed tree, fell down..." point...
We were warned, vivid and extensively about the subsequent consequences of disobedience, like "...now don't come sniveling when you get hurt there..."
followed by the "WHAT DID I TELL YOU?!!!!" or worse over ruined clothes or damaged property...
A bruised knee? pfffff.... your own doing... walk it off... lucky if they didn't spank your bottom on top of it...
Today...?
If you have a decrepit shed in your garden, your neighbor's kids trespass, climb on the roof and crash through the rotten shingles, you will find yourself in court... not their parents for their obvious lack of custody...
 
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