Over the weekend, Best Friend and I were watching a few episodes from The Colgate Comedy Hour, a variety show on television that aired between 1950-55. It was before my time, but it still was a nice trip down Memory Lane.
In the several episodes we watched, Dean Martin sang with a small ensemble of dancers. The dancers were dressed in the typical 1950s ladies’ fashions – petticoats, chiffon, and femininity. Their hair was combed, and their makeup enhanced their good looks. The songs? They were all about love and respect and admiration, all the way through.
About halfway through a number, I commented to Best Friend as he sat watching the troupe swirling around Dean, “Look how nice this number is. If this was today, those dancers would be half naked and the singer would be spewing ‘Imma kill you b— ‘cuz I hate yo’ face’ while lewdly grabbing his every private body part. What a difference from then to now, wouldn’t you agree?”
Best Friend nodded in assent.
Lately, more so than ever, I have been directing my thoughts to years gone by . . . long ago years that I remember, and those long-ago years before my time that are legendary in my family lore. Since the beginning of time, there has always existed the good and the bad, yet the chaos of now and what it promises to bring to our doorsteps is all too real.
Watching these old television programs for me is about peace, calm, and a sort of escapism, of course, from the madness of the current chaotic world. Yes, it is good to periodically break away from the world’s insanity.
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Those were the days, indeed.
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. . . and I am sad for the ignorant people who don’t understand those days for what they really were. . .