Never thought I'd get there
Back in the late '70s I was talking politics with some hippie friends. I mentioned Walter Mondale, who was the VP at the time. A friend asked "Who's Mondale? Some scientist or something?"

It seemed impossible to me. How can you NOT know the current VP?

Now I've finally reached that point, and it's good. I saw a picture on a news website, showing Erdogan shaking hands with an old dude. I thought "Who's that guy with Erdogan?" Luckily the caption identified the guy as Joe Biden, who is apparently the current VP.

Unplugging TV was part of this welcome divorce, but not all. Back in the '70s I was equally untubed. The real difference is non-flying-fuck-giving. When I was young I apparently believed there was some reason to know who the current monsters were, perhaps so you could criticize them and change them to better monsters. Now I have no idea why anyone would go along with such a strange delusion.

Afterthought: Maybe it's not entirely my non-ff-giving. Biden has rarely been on camera. Definitely the least visible VP since television came along. And he looks much older now than he did in 2008, which was the last time he appeared with any regularity. He suddenly switched from Middle-Aged to Old at age 70. So my mental image of him was the younger 2008 version.

Second afterthought: Cisco, the hippie friend mentioned above, was fanatical about food. Through the '70s I was vegetarian, but I didn't like to spend time dealing with food so I mainly used frozen and canned ingredients. Cisco liked to mock my frozen and canned stuff. "Canned beans???? Where's that at, man????" His mockery was unfair and cruel. He had a wife to cook for him and I didn't. Nevertheless, Cisco was right. Now that I've got more time for such matters, I finally switched to scratch cooking, with excellent results in overall health. The how of food matters more than the what.
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