Goodbye Bing Crosby, Hello George Bush, Part 3

Then one day I entered the Diner and there was a new voice coming from the juke box! New kid named Sinatra... The radio, and the telephone, and the movies that we know may just be passing fancies, and in time may go... And in time they did—or at least as we knew them then. We just got bored. We had all the toys, and the certainty of science to back us up—but we were tired of jitterbugging. The Big War was over, and we looked around, knew we had to start all over. Television sets were beginning to appear in American living rooms: rabbit ears on top and two knobs in front. The fascination of twisting and turning, adjusting the rolling picture on the screen, the three channels to choose from--b

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