The 70's iPhone
Our generation is getting a little grief for our addiction to the iPhone and the BlackBerry. Folks older than us just don't understand the connection we now have with the world through a small handheld device. Wait a minute... or do they?
I seem to remember a time in the 70's when our parents and the folks older than us were cuckoo for cocoa puffs. It wasn't the iPhone back then, it was... the CB radio! My gosh! Talk about an addiction to something new that connected you with other people.
The CB addicts not only had their own language but they had their own movies, their own songs and their own "handle". Did you have a "handle"? I'm not sure I remember too many things that were a bigger craze than the CB radio. Anyone remember the song "Convoy"? Wow! What a cool song, Rubber Duck, come on.
Smokey and the Bandit also helped propel not only the Trans Am into Pop Culture but also the CB radio. So the next time an old foogie gives you a hard time about your iPhone, just remind them of a time not so long ago when the country was spending useless hours talking on the CB radio.
10-4 Good Buddy, I'm off the air.
I seem to remember a time in the 70's when our parents and the folks older than us were cuckoo for cocoa puffs. It wasn't the iPhone back then, it was... the CB radio! My gosh! Talk about an addiction to something new that connected you with other people.
The CB addicts not only had their own language but they had their own movies, their own songs and their own "handle". Did you have a "handle"? I'm not sure I remember too many things that were a bigger craze than the CB radio. Anyone remember the song "Convoy"? Wow! What a cool song, Rubber Duck, come on.
Smokey and the Bandit also helped propel not only the Trans Am into Pop Culture but also the CB radio. So the next time an old foogie gives you a hard time about your iPhone, just remind them of a time not so long ago when the country was spending useless hours talking on the CB radio.
10-4 Good Buddy, I'm off the air.





2 Comments:
Curtis -
I remember my little brother and I getting up on the garage roof (for better reception) and pretending our walkie-talkie was a CB. Can't remember what our goofy handle was. We actually got a couple of truckers to respond to us by telling us their "10-20". We were totally amazed - then we got scared for some reason, being only 10 and 7.
...'Cause we got a little 'ole convoy, Rockin' through the night!" Now that song's gonna be stuck in my head all day. Thanks.
That is so true I think my handle was "seashell" when I was out in the garage on the cb. The whole phenomena seems hilarious now. I do hate my husband's "leashberry" most of the time though.
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