Ain't it a coinkydink? Just last night I was re-reading Phillip K. Dick's "Time out of Joint" and throughout you get glimpses of how things were then. I am going to excerpt some of the first chapter. Keep in mind this was published in 1959. I will add comments based upon some of the threads I've seen on this forum. Anything in brackets [ ] will be my comments. I am going to try to cut out story line just to make this a little shorter. I will use ellipses when I do that . . . Of course any typos are mine.
Oh and this is prior to the 25¢ loaf of bread, this is more on the 15¢-17¢ pricing.
"The store during the afternoon became almost deserted. Usually a flow of customers passe thru the check-out stands, but not today. The recession, Vic decided. Five million people unemployed as of February this year. [I don't know what the number is now, but since we have probably 10 times the population as then I am sure the raw number is larger, but I wonder about the percentage?] It's getting at out business. . . Fewer people than usual. All home counting their savings." [now it would be looking at their credit card bills.] . . .
"Anyhow I don't think there's going to be any depression; that's just Democratic talk [no matter how much changes, nothing changes] I'm so tired of those Democrats trying to make out like the economy's going to bust down or something. [I couldn't have said it better myself.]
Aren't you a Democrat?" he asked."From the South?" [Well some things have changed!]
"Not any more. Not since I moved up here. [I don't know where here is, but it's someplace in Yankeeland, not in Goodolboy territory] This is a Republican state, so I'm a Republican."
OBLIGATORY CAR STUFF:
"Late afternoon traffic, as always, was intense. But the Volkswagen sneaked through the openings and she made good time. Larger, clumsier cars seemed bogged down, like stranded land turtles.
The smartest investment we ever made, she said to herself. Buying a small foreign car. And it'll never wear out; those Germans build with such precision. Except that they'd had minor clutch trouble and in only 15,000 miles, but nothing's perfect. Certainly not in this day and age with H-bombs, Russia and rising prices." . . .
A loverly shiny red Tucker sedan sailed majestically by her. Both she and Sammy gazed after it.
"I do envy that woman," she murmured. The Tucker was as radical a car as the VW, and at the same time wonderfully styled. But of course it was too large to be practical. Still...
Maybe next year, she thought. When it's time to trade in this car. But you don't trade in VWs; you keep them forever.
At least trade-in value is high on VWs. We can get back our equity. . . .
[And then there's the neighbor who affects a loathing for TV and would even forgo a first warning when WWIII began and if they heard the "conelrad" warning on the TV. Haven't heard about a conelrad warning is forever. Lasagna was a new dish back then and so was expresso.]
HERE'S SOMETHING THAT HASN'T CHANGED
"But he'll get somewhere, he realized. The odd thing in this world is that the eager-beaver type with no original ideas, who mimes authority above him right down to the twist of his necktie always gets noticed. Gets selected. Rises." [isn't that called brown nosing now?]
TO GO ALONG WITH THAT 17¢ BREAD
The protagonist brings in $100 a week in income which is a lot more than the man he's living with brings in. The house, car payments, food and all bills totals less than $250 a month.
INTERESTING SIGN ON THE KIDS PLAYHOUSE
"NO FASCISTS, NAZIS, COMMUNISTS, FALANGISTS [?], PERONISTS, FOLLOWERS OF HLINKA [?] AND/ OR BELA KUN [?] ALLOWED.