tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post3712073834406718029..comments2023-10-10T05:17:55.737-07:00Comments on Crushed By Ingsoc: Child of our TimesCrushedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02479751225625007588noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-35684916364064300962007-05-14T09:59:00.000-07:002007-05-14T09:59:00.000-07:00Excellent.I am slightly older and such values were...Excellent.<br><br>I am slightly older and such values were imparted on me, though I appear to be unable to do anything but look around me in frustration at the lack of appreciation for the things that are truly important.<br><br>I would advise any person with the ability to do so to emigrate. The damage caused to our coutnry by this most recent of governments seems to me to be irrevocable.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-10253872881684119972007-05-14T12:30:00.000-07:002007-05-14T12:30:00.000-07:00When I was growing up the problem seemed to be def...When I was growing up the problem seemed to be deflation in the housing market.<br><br>I was just old enough to remember the gulf war with any kind of reliability.<br><br>The first World Cup I remember was 1990, watching Engalnd at world cups can scar children for life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-8667318220079949472007-05-14T17:48:00.000-07:002007-05-14T17:48:00.000-07:00"We want to find values we were never given."It's ..."We want to find values we were never given."<br><br>It's postmodernity. That's the problem.<br><br><br>I used to love the Ninja Turtles :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-5099507022473116602007-05-16T09:38:00.000-07:002007-05-16T09:38:00.000-07:00The first World Cup I remember was 1990, watching ...The first World Cup I remember was 1990, watching Engalnd at world cups can scar children for life. <br><br><br>god, isn't that the truth. Since Mexico 86 England collapsing out of world cups and Euro championships has accompanied every single stage of my life. I am too young to remember England winning, or just plain being beaten, and too old to know anything other than penalties/bizarre goals.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-43236836802512461752007-05-17T03:15:00.000-07:002007-05-17T03:15:00.000-07:00Very interesting post and it is true that we are a...Very interesting post and it is true that we are all shaped by our own generation. I like my own generation of women, for instance, because we grew up in the swinging 60s, we have humour and nothing much shocks us. [I abhor narrow-mindedness.] You explain well the desire of your generation for change.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com