Whatâs it called when youâre nostalgic for a time you didnât live through, like teenagers feeling nostalgic and âlooking backâ on i.e. the 80s or 90s?
I was born in the 2000s, but somehow I feel a sort of longing to live during the 80s. I have watched a bunch of movies produced during that time, and I realise they may not be a totally realistic depiction of the time period, but for some reason I âmissâ the 80s. I donât mean the struggles of marginalised groups or the politics, but rather the feeling of âold schoolâ and people socialising, the shows playing on TV during that time, the diners, the discotheques, the clubs, the music and fashion and hairstyles⊠thereâs just something cozy about the 80s, how technology wasnât super developed, how people were still discovering things. Donât misunderstand me though, Iâm glad about the technological advancements we have achieved today, and I realise my image of the 80s may be skewed since I literally didnât exist during that time, lol.
Whatâs this feeling called? Has anybody else felt the same way about a time period that isnât the 2020s?
âIâm listening to music in my walkman. Itâs been two hours!! Oh, the batteries died. Hang on, let me get my replacements⊠damn I left them at home. What should I do now? I guess nothing⊠alone with my thoughts. Iâll just fix my hair with this ozone-layer-destroying spray can. Cough, cough!!! The smog is harsh today! Not as harsh as last month, though.â
I have a weird underlying anxiety that Iâll be incinerated in a nuclear fireball.
Iâm glad Iâm not gay, since people would treat me terribly, but I do keep noticing one of my classmates
My third grade teacher (in 1983) showed my class a TV movie called The Day After. It was about a small town doing normal stuff and then a nuclear war hit. It was EXTREMELY graphic for an early-80âs TV movie. For weeks afterwards, I thought any plane flying overhead was really a nuclear missile coming to kill everyone. And I lived relatively close to an airport so there were a LOT of airplanes/potential nukes.
I found a copy of When the Wind Blows when I was young (six or seven?).
Fucking traumatizing.
Thatâs why I hate the âclimate change is unstoppable, letâs just ignore it bullshitâ. Humanity managed to get this far without dying in a nuclear winter. We can learn to take the goddamn bus.