The Hulking Generation Gap

A couple of weeks ago my husband and I were playing a trivia board game with our fifteen year old son.  Our son is a bit competitive and usually beats us when it comes to geography and presidential history, but he wasn’t so happy when he pulled this card:

 

Name a character from Hogan’s Heroes.

 

“Come on,” he said sounding annoyed.  “I don’t watch this reality TV stuff . . .ugh, okay fine, Hulk Hogan.”

 

An American TV show featuring spandex clad wrestler, Hulk Hogan, in charge of  a crew of Allied prisoners in a POW camp?

 

My husband and I laughed, but it was an honest mistake considering Hogan’s Heroes started airing before we were all born. But the next time we played that game, this card came up:

 

Name a comic character Johnny Carson played on The Tonight Show.

 

My son’s response?

“Who’s Johnny Carson?”

It was a little astonishing that he didn’t have any reference for the thirty year host of The Tonight Show.  Johnny Carson was such a fixture in my house from the time I was a kid until right before I got married.

 

Generation Gap:  A chasm, amorphously situated in time and space, that separates those who have grown up absurd from those who will, with luck, grow up absurd. 

~Bernard Rosenberg, Dictionary for the Disenchanted, 1972

 

You know what else is absurd?  My kids don’t know what a library card catalog is . . .

 

 The card catalog and paper–the two things I needed to do a school report when I was a kid.  No Google.

 

And (*sigh*) they don’t even know how to use a cassette tape, the pain of it unraveling, or the power of a pencil in that respect.

 

Both my kids do however know the 17th century stockade:

 

Captive in Colonial Williamsburg

 This is one way to bridge the generation gap.

 

However, I am grateful that my kids know not only what a library is, but the feel and smell of actual books.  That even though they listen to their music via iPods, I am happy that they know the power of music.

So they may not know the once famous fixtures of bygone decades,  but I am glad that they find some significance in their family–at least enough to sit down with them and play a game.

 

 There is nothing wrong with today’s teenager that twenty years won’t cure.  ~Author Unknown

 

What gaps do you see in the generation before or after you?