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(okay, not countless and not eons, but long enough.)

But today I want to talk about the march of time.

For a moment, please indulge me while I talk about bowling for Soup.

Many of you who are my age will remember the release of the song 1985.

It was released in 2004.

We're now further from the song 1985 than the song 1985 was from the year 1985.

When I heard this song for the first time, 1985 seemed like an impossibly long time ago.

(How silly!)

Because we're horrible at quantifying times before our own existence.

We're just really bad at it.

Everything that happened before we were born is Old and before our parents were born is Ancient and anything beyond that is probably irrelevant, right?

(no!)

@djsundog said something yesterday-- while we were discussing (among other things) what it would take to reboot a much missed and beloved relic of the old web (and all the reasons we should not do that)-- about the seeming irrelevance of the writing and people of the industrial revolution to the modern age.

Now, we moved on from that topic and down another rabbit hole so quickly that he did not have the chance to explore the potential general relevance or irrelevance of the industrial revolution to the modern age. He made an offhand comment that we both recognized as, at least partially, factitious and we moved on in the conversation to the bit that actually mattered.

(the part that mattered, for reference: https://toot-lab.reclaim.technology/@djsundog/113577640476010660 )

But this loosened a stitch, and so now I'm going to pull at that thread.