Comments on: Vintage ads as inspiration http://thosecrazyschuberts.com/2010/07/vintage-ads-as-inspiration.html Loving and Living in Los Angeles Fri, 10 Feb 2012 16:02:49 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: Jessica http://thosecrazyschuberts.com/2010/07/vintage-ads-as-inspiration.html/comment-page-1#comment-4008 Jessica Sat, 31 Jul 2010 20:33:48 +0000 http://thosecrazyschuberts.com/?p=10406#comment-4008 As much as the design from that era may evoke warm, fuzzy nostalgia for days gone by . . . I can't help but disagree with you on wanting to have lived through that era. Life pretty much sucked for anyone who wasn't rich, white, and male. I've heard too many terrible stories from my family--my grandmother was sent back to Mexico during the Depression for being "an illegal," despite the fact that she was born in Los Angeles and had a birth certificate to prove it; my dad was beaten by cops for helping high schoolers organize the "blow outs" in Los Angeles--to truly wish I was growing up in those times. When I look back at those times, I'm just thankful that our ancestors had to go through the roughest times to make way for progress and freedom for us. I have a feeling our own children will feel the same way about us 40 years from now. I hope they'll be saying something like, "Can you believe that when our parents were young, gay people weren't allowed to get married? How crazy!" As much as the design from that era may evoke warm, fuzzy nostalgia for days gone by . . . I can’t help but disagree with you on wanting to have lived through that era. Life pretty much sucked for anyone who wasn’t rich, white, and male. I’ve heard too many terrible stories from my family–my grandmother was sent back to Mexico during the Depression for being “an illegal,” despite the fact that she was born in Los Angeles and had a birth certificate to prove it; my dad was beaten by cops for helping high schoolers organize the “blow outs” in Los Angeles–to truly wish I was growing up in those times.

When I look back at those times, I’m just thankful that our ancestors had to go through the roughest times to make way for progress and freedom for us. I have a feeling our own children will feel the same way about us 40 years from now. I hope they’ll be saying something like, “Can you believe that when our parents were young, gay people weren’t allowed to get married? How crazy!”

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