BOOMERBROADcast

Enjoy, laugh, disagree or simply empathize with those who lived life in THE sixties and are now rockin' life in THEIR sixties, and beyond.

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Have we really come a long way baby? About 40 years ago, in the olden days before cell phones, we had the CB radio. Remember them? My first husband was a bit of a zealot and installed one in our car and our boat so he could keep in touch with his guy friends while on the move. Popular with truckers, CBs were the communication link  that allowed them to inform their good-buddies of their exact “20” (location) and other seemingly vital daily minutia.

CB users had their own idiom with secret codes and abbreviations for various common expressions. Chatting to each other when driving to the cottage or boat, CB’ers would warn of “Smokies” (police) so the smokeyfollowing car could avoid radar or at least slow down. Many of them set these radios up in their homes to listen and chat with others at any hour. I thought it was embarrassingly juvenile, like little boys playing with walkie-talkies. This, despite the fact a hugely successful movie, Smokey & The Bandit starring Burt Reynolds and Jackie Gleason also starred a CB radio in a leading role used to facilitate the smuggling of beer.

Fast-forward to 2013 and technology looks quite different today. It’s advancing and changing so rapidly I can hardly keep up. We now have texts, blips, tweets and apps for our cell phones that make James Bond’s gadgets look prehistoric. Cell phones and e-mail in their various forms have become the 21st century’s CB radio. It’s the new millenium’s way of enabling our basic need to keep in touch, to communicate with other human beings, albeit through an inhuman medium. Even the most benign daily events are now text-worthy, so much so that some people even risk their lives and mine to do it while driving.

The concern is that the keyboard has replaced human contact. Can an LOL really replace a good belly laugh when sharing a joke with your BFF over a pot of tea? Eye contact is becoming as scarce as Phillip Lim purses at Target. Walk into any coffee group hugshop and witness dozens of lone customers staring at their smart phones and laptops with fingers and thumbs a blur of singular activity. Simply walking down the street has become hazardous as you dodge preoccupied texters and e-mailers looking down while walking into traffic, utility poles and even other texters. Let’s hope we don’t forget the importance of a real live warm hug or the sound of a room full of  laughter when someone shares a story.

One of the first things I do when I get up in the morning is check my e-mail and throughout the day I constantly re-check to see if any of my inner circle (which is now widening) has a message for me. It’s also one of the last things I do at night before going to bed. Don’t want to take a chance on missing out on the latest news on who’s e-mailing who or what they had for lunch.

The bottom line is I am now no better than my ex. top secretPlease don’t tell him. It’s simply too embarrassing. My blog is proof of my guilt and I tell everyone I know that if they want to know what’s going on in my life, tune in. We’ve come full circle – but in a different band width.

BTW, my “handle” is boomerbroadcast.net.  10-7 (signing off)  for now. TTYL.

Author: Lynda Davis

As an early Baby Boomer, born in 1947, it seems to me that as we approach our retirement years, Boomers have gone from being the energy driving our nation to slowly becoming invisible. We risk losing our identity as society remains stubbornly youth-centric. And the irony is that Gen Xers and Ys are not the majority; we are. BOOMERBROADcast is my platform for being the voice of Baby Boomers, women in particular. We've generated a lot of changes over the decades but there's still a long way to go. After a 40-year career in the corporate world, I've taken up expressing the observations and concerns of our generation. Instead of pounding the pavement in my bellbottoms with a cardboard sign, I'm pounding my laptop (I learned to type on a manual typewriter and old habits die hard). If you have issues or concerns you would like voiced or have comments on what I've voiced, I'd love to hear from you. We started breaking the rules in the sixties and now that we're in our sixties it's no time to become complacent. Hope you'll stay tuned and if you like BOOMERBROADcast, share it with your friends. Let's rock n' roll! If you would like to be notified whenever I publish a new posting, click on the little blue box in the lower right of your screen that says +Follow→ Lynda Davis

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