1955, right? A few things have changed since the first issue of NR exploded off the press to begin this never-ending mission to enlighten, enrage, and publish six-syllable adjectives. Seventy years ago, did you know that Netflix carried only one program and it was Uncle Miltie? Also, Netflix was a radio service. Ordering an Uber required sending out a stamped, self-addressed envelope (wait six to eight weeks for a response).
This country — our country (sorry, Johnny Foreigner, but yours may not necessarily have advanced that much) — has come a long way. Yeah, we were more united in 1955, and we certainly spent a lot more time in church. We weren’t as fat. But for the most part things were much, much worse. Chick-fil-A? Closed seven days a week. You’d whip out your phone on Route 5 to figure out how to get to Aunt Bertha’s, and it’d be no use whatsoever because there was 0.0 percent cell coverage. Then you’d remember your phone worked only if it was plugged into the wall back home anyway.
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