I was watching This Is England from 2006, and it reminded me of the olden days of yore, in the fabled before-times, where people would just bunch up together every Friday in someone’s flat, get drunk, blast music, and talk without distractions.
I can barely remember it now.
Anyway, get off my synthetic lawn.
I was born after 2000. I couldnt really tell you the point of going to a party where you dont know anyone, like what seems to be most coming-of-age movies. Even some parties with friends have been extremely dull, and wrecking some strangers house seems like a great way to add weight to my conscience
Well, one could argue that not doing things that push the boundaries of your comfort zone is why echo chambers exist, whereas meeting people you don’t know and interacting with them is how you make new friends and potentially grow as a person.
I’m not saying you’re wrong for not wanting to do that, or even that you should want to do that, but that would be the point of it.
And for the record, parties that happen in movies aren’t really representative of what actual parties were commonly like, at least in my experience. The most wrecked that I’ve ever seen a house get after a party was needing to clean or pick up some trash. The way you keep the weight off of your conscience is to help the host clean up the next day, like a decent human being.
(I can’t afford a lawn, but get off of my dirt lot!)
Bro all of you with friends happy with staying in one place are crazy. Every partier I know wants to change bars every 45m
Every partier I know wants to change bars every 45m
This is one thing I don’t understand about The Kids. Is the idea to get some sort of Instagram pic at every single place, like a narcissistic scavenger hunt?
There was no way to coordinate, so you’d talk in school on Thursday and decide about meeting up in so and so’s house whose parents were away on Saturday and it would just spread like through some weird subcommunications channel and people would show up and you never knew what to expect because nobody was sure who would show up or when or if…
Then if you were like a couple of lads or gals short someone would be like “I know this dude at so and so adress let’s go there!”…
It was spontaneous. I don’t think spontaneity has changed much in humans over the past two decades, just the form of it, or perhaps the constraints within which it operates.
It feels less important now, less like an adventure.
Now bring me my defibrillator will you?
The only time we get that now is when the power goes out. Even then most people just stay on their phones unless the cell networks are down.
Blackouts are among my favorite events in life. Just complete stillness, peace, and quiet. People start lighting candles, talking to each other in the streets…
Having nothing to do but engage others. Board games. RISK 2210, a 3hr game with 5 turns each. Does anyone actually play games together any more?
The amount of hours I have in that game could probably be measured in weeks. It is still probably my favorite iteration.
It’s weird because the social pressure is mostly off because you have this task before you all. The game itself is the social mediator and a great way to get to know the basics of someone.
And yet, phone up, eyes disengaged, anxieties and physical responses hyper analyzed like an prison inmate with nothing better to do but to overthink every tweek and quirk of their bodies. (It’s a thing, in psychology. Suddenly even a foot falling asleep because you’re sitting on it means something.). Granted, for non-inmates it passes into the counseling speak and self-diagnosis.
Versus just creating excuses, like a game, to talk to people.
I was born in 1952.
To me, people born after 2000 are true, real “aliens”Deport’em All
Wait so there are Boomers on Lemmy?
The fact that you have not realized until now should tell you something
We used to have bonfire parties out in the woods. Such good times.
The House Party no longer exists. It is one of the great cultural losses.
I mean I was born in 1989 and I can’t really remember it because I wouldn’t be invited to those kinds of parties until after the invention of the smartphone.
Hell I remember in high school everyone spent most of the time swapping phone bodies around and sharing polyphonic ringtones via IR blaster. And later, Pokémon via a link cable.
i was born before 2000, and I don’t know it neither
It kinda sounds like you just became boring and stopped going to parties lol. People still go to parties.
I did stop going to parties. Not to sound like a crotchety old man who hates everything new, but do people actually put their phones away and get on with “enjoying the night”?
Every time I see people (myself included) they’re busy with their phones. Big groups of kids, adults, basically everyone. Its only the pensioners you see not using their phones all the time. Honestly its a serious question. I’m not here to argue that phonebad etc, just like, modern world different.
Like I will never know what its like to use a horse to do manual labour. Not saying that the old way is necessarily better, but the experience is something I will never have.
Its only the pensioners you see not using their phones all the time.
Is a joke? every oldie i see has their readers on stuck to a tablet or phone, parents, grandparents, aunts uncles and neighbors all in a trance
They’re the worst offenders imo. Nonstop BoomerBook and candy crushing
People do, but not as much as they did the decades before. That’s for sure. There’s a measurable decline of nightlife/clubs/bars/etc. almost everywhere. Phones are one reason, prices, corporatization and the vanishing of subcultures, outside in the real world, are others…
As a post-2000 person, I can get a glimpse of that in some TV shows like breaking bad. Also when looking at my parents pictures from when they where younger.
But I’ve never experienced it. You can hang out with friends and all but good luck convincing 4+ friends to NOT take their phones to a gathering.
There’s always someone texting their gf/bf, someone who likes to post too much, someone deep in online gatchas.
Even an inactive user will carry their phone because of navigation, feeling insecure at night, paying stuff…
There’s a billion excuses (with a range of validity) to take your phone with you.
Meh 😕
Easily solved by social compact, box (or more fun, jenga tower) on a table, phones go in box. First person to remove phone from box for reasons other than poop break (I’m not a monster) or leaving owes the group something, even if it’s just a little dance.
It’s helped myself and most of the people I have done it with to truly understand how much we are actually addicted/dependant to the little electric serotonin dispensers.
YMMV on getting others to agree 😅
I am after 2000 and am not attached to my phone at all. To the point where my work tried contacting me for almost an entire day and I didn’t check messages until end of day.
I’m a way it’s easier to disconnect because you don’t have a phone attached to the wall that you can hear ring from any room.
But there is an expectation of being immediately available so when you’re not, people freak out.
Rose tinted view. There were plenty of distractions without phones and people would just get black out drunk wayyy more often than they do now. Maybe a positive is that people can pave themselves easier now.
Only when the road construction crew gets too drunk and starts playing around with the steam roller! 😁
This is what we’d do because we were broke. If we had money we’d go to bars and stuff, but otherwise we’d ask the supermarket for free fish ice and buy beers, then filled the bathtub with them.
As people came over they’d go drop the booze in the tub and pick up a cold one.
Many fun nights, though finding people using your bed, not so much.
Kids these days will never know the simple joys of lighting a filthy mattress on fire in a derelict parking lot and drinking a case of warm beer that was the easiest thing to steal from that one gas station a town over with the near sighted night clerk.
My town had a bowling ball factory and on winter nights when the river was frozen we would steal reject balls and throw them off the bridge downtown. They made a truly incredible noise when they hit the ice.
That sounds fucking phenomenal. Now I need to see if there are any derelict bowling alleys around here to explore.
