Have you ever tried to explain something to someone that you felt was pretty self evident but it just wasn’t getting across? Where you were positive you were explaining it clearly, but they clearly weren’t getting it? No? Try describing a rotary dial phone to two girls under the age of nine.
It started with a question that really threw me off balance:
“Daddy, was there television when you were little?”
I regarded them sourly. They had to be kidding. I mean I know I’m old enough to be their father (ok, I AM their father) but still. Television?
“Yes, of course there was,” I answered not a little defensively. But then I started thinking. Was it really the same? Their childhood experience of television is a flat screen on a wall, a billion channels in full color (some in hi definition) and you change the channel by pushing a button on the remote in your hand. About as similar to our Admiral black and white set (biiiig box on a rolling table, seven channels, horrible reception that only improved when one of us stood next to it and held the antenna, needed to be unplugged to be turned off, and required a visit to the set to change the channel) as a cheetah is to a housecat…same species, sure, but hardly the same thing.