New Consumer Products and the impact on our society. The Wii spans generations for fun and frolic.
News of the Wii came to me quite unexpectedly before Christmas 2007. “Had I heard of it?” my ex, and grandfather of my grandchildren, asked. And the answer was “No”. Supposedly the biggest news was “… if I didn’t have one already purchased I would NOT likely be able to find one”. Fortunately, my son had purchased one about three months prior to this personal introduction to Me about Wii.
My resources indicated that it was the 2007 Christmas gift-giving-rage of the season and preschoolers and retirees alike could use the Wii to every benefit; facilitate early learning skills, to thwart boredom and encourage movement and exercise and mental stimulation and respiration and heartbeat. An electronic device to delight the span of ages from young to old, what a novel invention! Now what I am not telling anyone but you, Reader, is that some of us Grandmothers get as much enjoyment from text messaging as some teenagers! I won’t tell further. But my next comment about the possibilities of the Wii for me reveals more about WE than decorum allows in public. I wondered silently if the Wii had a “Making Love” program!
I turned sixty in June. How many others are with me now into the next decade or just right behind me to follow along soon? A lot! Some Americans and Baby Boomers are arriving on the scene soon, to what I refer to as the “Sexty Generation”. We, some of us anyway, enjoyed liberties from the “Free Love” promos of the “Sixties”. Those of us who didn’t are entitled to “catch up”, I think.
I, for one, missed it all, way back when. I was “preppy” then; or at least as preppy as I could try to be with my North Side/Cowtown/ Ft. Worth heritage from Texas, where the West begins! I had never been much into cowgirls, boots and jeans and riding horses except for costuming annually at the Fort Worth Fat Stock Show, which is what you can’t call it now and have to merely refer to as THE Rodeo.
At least I thought I was preppy and that thwarted any tendencies to wear frayed bottom jeans and love beads and smoke pot! I knew others who did, but we didn’t speak. They were in another zone and couldn’t even see me through the haze. I married shortly after high school and two years of college so I could start a family and be a young mother growing up with two sons. Now in addition to being a Preppy I was also a Prissy.
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