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livSome of my friends have been talking about how our 14-year-old selves would think about 2014, and that's interesting enough I thought I'd put it in its own post rather than in the comments on a locked journal article.
I was 14 in 1993. I think the furthest ahead I could imagine "the future" was probably about 2010, maybe 2013 at at push. Everything in the mid 2010s, both in terms of how the world would be and my own personal life seemed just too distant to imagine. I sometimes tried to imagine what my 30th birthday would be like, but I don't think I even had a concept of looking back on that date from five years on.
Career-wise, at 14 I was still answering the question "what do you want to do when you grow up?" with "junior school teacher", but I don't think I'd have been surprised that I ended up as a biology lecturer in a university. I had already planned to go to Oxford and read biochemistry, and I was toying with the idea of getting a higher degree in the subject. I was a few years from discovering what has become my actual scientific passion, I might have said genetics rather than cell fate or cancer, but again that would only have come as a mild surprise. I would have imagined the details wrong, but yeah, having a little flat on campus and going in to work and giving lecturers and seminars or into the lab and doing science, that would make sense to me.
On the other hand, if you'd told me at 14 that I would be married by now I wouldn't have believed you at all. I was completely convinced that I was terminally unattractive and completely uninterested in any sort of romantic or sexual relationship. I also regarded marriage as a means of exchanging independence for security, primarily in order to bring up children, and I was completely (and correctly) convinced I never wanted children and had no particular desire for security but a passionate yearning for independence as that was the main thing missing from my generally happy but fairly regimented teenaged life.
I had no idea that being attracted, let alone attractive, to women was an option. I considered the idea I was asexual, though that wasn't really an identity category in those days, more a biological deficiency I suppose, because I was both a late bloomer sexually and also never was and never have been attracted to teenaged boys. I would have been pleasantly surprised at 14 to find I have so many good friends now, but honestly I'm a bit surprised even at 35 that so many wonderful people like me and want to be part of my life. But the idea of lovers, past and present, completely unthinkable. I think partly I had absorbed from my background some disapproval of sex outside marriage, but thought of giving up the possibility of sex as a very minor sacrifice or possibly even an advantage.
14-year-old me, who was just trying for the first time and not very successfully to grow my hair out (I was not allowed to try until I'd had my bat mitzvah), would have been absolutely delighted to know that I now have hair long enough to sit on. At 14 I was also just starting to have some input into choosing my own clothes and trying, again with limited success, to develop a personal style. I can see a path for how I dress now developed from how I was trying to dress then, probably the key insight I was lacking was that with my high-waisted figure, untucked shirts look a lot better than tucked in ones, even though everybody around me considered loose shirts to be non-smart. I wear somewhat less purple than I'd thought I might, but still quite a lot.
What about the broader world? I know it's obvious, but the biggest surprise to 14-year-old me would be the internet and the Moore's law expansion of computers. The only way I could explain my current reality to my kid-self would be by referring to the eponymous Guide in Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy. I would have been absolutely bowled over to think that that the technology to make that possible would not only be invented in my lifetime, but would be available retail for no more than a few weeks' wages. I think I could have grasped some of the implications of having comprehensive, highly searchable reference libraries in your pocket, but I would have been completely fazed by the social implications. The fact you can talk to anyone, anywhere in the world at any time, in real time or asynchronously, in text, voice or video, the fact that anyone who has anything to say can publish and broadcast their ideas, and all this is just a part of the infrastructure that you pay a monthly subscription for like you do for a phoneline with no further costs beyond that, would have been incomprehensible to me.
Lots of people have talked about the difference the internet makes to being able to research stuff about sexuality, beyond the control of parents and teachers. I find it hard to imagine how my life might have gone if I'd caught some clue about Queer stuff before I was 20. My feeling is that my biggest problem as a teenager was not that I didn't have access to the internet, it's more that the information simply didn't exist. Almost nobody was talking non-judgementally and informatively about sexual and gender diversity. I imagine myself trying to explain to my 14-year-old self, look, kid, you're not asexual, you're bi, and you just happen to have a very strong preference for fully mature adults. But teenager!Liv had no possible context for this information.
I think the one thing my 14-year-old self would find most shocking, most alien about 2014, is that LGBT people (she didn't even know any other sexual and gender identities existed) would have legally enshrined equality. There would be actual laws prohibiting companies and organizations from discriminating against people attracted to others of the same sex. The accompanying social change is almost more surprising than the legislation that's resulted; the idea that most people would be entirely open about non-straight sexualities and relationships, the idea that it would be considered unacceptable to be homophobic just like it's bad to be racist, just mind-blowing. (I'm not saying homophobia has been eliminated, any more than racism has, just that it's generally considered to be a bad thing.)
Same sex romances being completely run of the mill in soap operas and TV shows, and the plot's not some dark thing about navigating homophobia, it's just the usual relationship drama, out trans celebrities and journalists, obvious, not just sub-textual, Queer content in pop-songs... Male-male or female-female couples getting married, the whole deal, putting on fancy clothes, announcing their weddings in the newspaper, inviting their work colleagues and schoolfriends and random cousins and in-laws, not just a secret group of close friends who are in the know and have carefully been sounded out for whether they're "tolerant", that concept is almost more surprising to my teenage self than the fact that those marriages are also legally recognized.
In many ways the world has turned out far better than I could have imagined at 14. Yes, we're still fighting in Iraq and there is still violence in the Middle East, but I don't think even as an idealistic 14-year-old I really thought that would be sorted out in twenty years. I don't think I would be that surprised by 9/11, I grew up in England not the US and I expect terrorism in one form or another. Indeed, I would have been and was, a few years later, pretty surprised by the amount of progress that was made in Ireland culminating in the Good Friday Agreement. I went and checked the dates and yes, by the time I was 14 I knew communism was over and boundaries were going to be re-drawn all over Eastern Europe, so I would be sad but not surprised to hear about ongoing conflicts. The Rwandan genocide was only a few months away, and yes, I was shocked by that. And environmental catastrophe seems more imminent than it did when I was a kid, though we were already starting to talk about green issues and global warming. Still, socially and technologically, 2014 looks in many ways more futuristic than I would have predicted, even if I had tried to imagine that far into the future.
So, what do you think, what would your 14-year-old self have made of 2014?
I was 14 in 1993. I think the furthest ahead I could imagine "the future" was probably about 2010, maybe 2013 at at push. Everything in the mid 2010s, both in terms of how the world would be and my own personal life seemed just too distant to imagine. I sometimes tried to imagine what my 30th birthday would be like, but I don't think I even had a concept of looking back on that date from five years on.
Career-wise, at 14 I was still answering the question "what do you want to do when you grow up?" with "junior school teacher", but I don't think I'd have been surprised that I ended up as a biology lecturer in a university. I had already planned to go to Oxford and read biochemistry, and I was toying with the idea of getting a higher degree in the subject. I was a few years from discovering what has become my actual scientific passion, I might have said genetics rather than cell fate or cancer, but again that would only have come as a mild surprise. I would have imagined the details wrong, but yeah, having a little flat on campus and going in to work and giving lecturers and seminars or into the lab and doing science, that would make sense to me.
On the other hand, if you'd told me at 14 that I would be married by now I wouldn't have believed you at all. I was completely convinced that I was terminally unattractive and completely uninterested in any sort of romantic or sexual relationship. I also regarded marriage as a means of exchanging independence for security, primarily in order to bring up children, and I was completely (and correctly) convinced I never wanted children and had no particular desire for security but a passionate yearning for independence as that was the main thing missing from my generally happy but fairly regimented teenaged life.
I had no idea that being attracted, let alone attractive, to women was an option. I considered the idea I was asexual, though that wasn't really an identity category in those days, more a biological deficiency I suppose, because I was both a late bloomer sexually and also never was and never have been attracted to teenaged boys. I would have been pleasantly surprised at 14 to find I have so many good friends now, but honestly I'm a bit surprised even at 35 that so many wonderful people like me and want to be part of my life. But the idea of lovers, past and present, completely unthinkable. I think partly I had absorbed from my background some disapproval of sex outside marriage, but thought of giving up the possibility of sex as a very minor sacrifice or possibly even an advantage.
14-year-old me, who was just trying for the first time and not very successfully to grow my hair out (I was not allowed to try until I'd had my bat mitzvah), would have been absolutely delighted to know that I now have hair long enough to sit on. At 14 I was also just starting to have some input into choosing my own clothes and trying, again with limited success, to develop a personal style. I can see a path for how I dress now developed from how I was trying to dress then, probably the key insight I was lacking was that with my high-waisted figure, untucked shirts look a lot better than tucked in ones, even though everybody around me considered loose shirts to be non-smart. I wear somewhat less purple than I'd thought I might, but still quite a lot.
What about the broader world? I know it's obvious, but the biggest surprise to 14-year-old me would be the internet and the Moore's law expansion of computers. The only way I could explain my current reality to my kid-self would be by referring to the eponymous Guide in Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy. I would have been absolutely bowled over to think that that the technology to make that possible would not only be invented in my lifetime, but would be available retail for no more than a few weeks' wages. I think I could have grasped some of the implications of having comprehensive, highly searchable reference libraries in your pocket, but I would have been completely fazed by the social implications. The fact you can talk to anyone, anywhere in the world at any time, in real time or asynchronously, in text, voice or video, the fact that anyone who has anything to say can publish and broadcast their ideas, and all this is just a part of the infrastructure that you pay a monthly subscription for like you do for a phoneline with no further costs beyond that, would have been incomprehensible to me.
Lots of people have talked about the difference the internet makes to being able to research stuff about sexuality, beyond the control of parents and teachers. I find it hard to imagine how my life might have gone if I'd caught some clue about Queer stuff before I was 20. My feeling is that my biggest problem as a teenager was not that I didn't have access to the internet, it's more that the information simply didn't exist. Almost nobody was talking non-judgementally and informatively about sexual and gender diversity. I imagine myself trying to explain to my 14-year-old self, look, kid, you're not asexual, you're bi, and you just happen to have a very strong preference for fully mature adults. But teenager!Liv had no possible context for this information.
I think the one thing my 14-year-old self would find most shocking, most alien about 2014, is that LGBT people (she didn't even know any other sexual and gender identities existed) would have legally enshrined equality. There would be actual laws prohibiting companies and organizations from discriminating against people attracted to others of the same sex. The accompanying social change is almost more surprising than the legislation that's resulted; the idea that most people would be entirely open about non-straight sexualities and relationships, the idea that it would be considered unacceptable to be homophobic just like it's bad to be racist, just mind-blowing. (I'm not saying homophobia has been eliminated, any more than racism has, just that it's generally considered to be a bad thing.)
Same sex romances being completely run of the mill in soap operas and TV shows, and the plot's not some dark thing about navigating homophobia, it's just the usual relationship drama, out trans celebrities and journalists, obvious, not just sub-textual, Queer content in pop-songs... Male-male or female-female couples getting married, the whole deal, putting on fancy clothes, announcing their weddings in the newspaper, inviting their work colleagues and schoolfriends and random cousins and in-laws, not just a secret group of close friends who are in the know and have carefully been sounded out for whether they're "tolerant", that concept is almost more surprising to my teenage self than the fact that those marriages are also legally recognized.
In many ways the world has turned out far better than I could have imagined at 14. Yes, we're still fighting in Iraq and there is still violence in the Middle East, but I don't think even as an idealistic 14-year-old I really thought that would be sorted out in twenty years. I don't think I would be that surprised by 9/11, I grew up in England not the US and I expect terrorism in one form or another. Indeed, I would have been and was, a few years later, pretty surprised by the amount of progress that was made in Ireland culminating in the Good Friday Agreement. I went and checked the dates and yes, by the time I was 14 I knew communism was over and boundaries were going to be re-drawn all over Eastern Europe, so I would be sad but not surprised to hear about ongoing conflicts. The Rwandan genocide was only a few months away, and yes, I was shocked by that. And environmental catastrophe seems more imminent than it did when I was a kid, though we were already starting to talk about green issues and global warming. Still, socially and technologically, 2014 looks in many ways more futuristic than I would have predicted, even if I had tried to imagine that far into the future.
So, what do you think, what would your 14-year-old self have made of 2014?
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Date: 2014-07-23 06:38 pm (UTC)In hindsight, no, the Cold War didn't do a lot of harm! But from what I've read we came reeeeeeally close to all-out nuclear war. Ukraine is pretty scary, Syria is pretty scary, the US is making things worse by starting numerous land-wars in Asia and using drones and generally fomenting anti-Western sentiment. But worse for viability than, say, the Cuban missile crisis? I'm not completely resistant to that view, but I would need some convincing.
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Date: 2014-07-23 10:02 pm (UTC)[1] which AIUI is still suffering casualties as a result of UXO
Far more so than the 2000s, at any rate, though how this decade compares I'm not so sure, it's late and none of the convenient war-deaths-per-year graphs I can easily find go up to this year.
Compared to an all-out nuclear war with the arsenals of (say) the 1960s onwards this is all small beer of course. I'm not convinced that's the only route to not having the CW though.
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Date: 2014-07-24 08:03 am (UTC)I promise, this was going to be a short co-sign type of comment, but then I got into it.
Date: 2014-07-24 01:11 am (UTC)I turned eight in '89 and I learned about the wall for the first time as it was falling, as we didn't talk much about other countries in school before that year. My childhood idol/hero was Samantha Smith--though my parents shielded me from the details of her early death and focused on her travels to the USSR. When I was about twelve, my younger sister actually got to travel to post-Soviet Russia for a couple of weeks, and we later hosted the young Russian girl she'd stayed with, in an international exchange. So I never had an understanding of the Cold War as anything other than an archaic thing on its way out. Now in fact, I was born into an era of heightened paranoia and nuclear standoff in the early Eighties. But when I was conscious, and able to retain memory, everything looked like it was on the way up.
In the US the 90s were a time of economic prosperity and stability that has since gone extinct--people are now too entrenched in a fear-based politics for that to ever happen again. And yeah, global capitalism is kind of wretched if you're living outside what I learned to call the "First World" back then, but as a teenager in what was then considered the lone remaining superpower, I had it pretty good. When I went to look at colleges and make a decision about where to do undergrad (as most people do in the US I chose the school long before I decided on my course of study there), all I heard about was how people were graduating into a world of competing job offers. And in my case, the myth of meritocracy was prominently at work--this idea that I could so totally go from subsidized housing for the poor to an Ivy League school, that I could do anything or be anything I wanted. There was a tangible sense that the world was mine for the taking.
Then I went to college and by the time I graduated there had been a terrorist attack and we were going to war in an extended fashion for the first time in my life. (Gulf War I was a blip on my radar in Grade Four, but no one had the sense that that war was going to change American culture--it was promoted to children, certainly, as a humanitarian intervention.) The truth is, of course, that American military power and economic forces were at work in the world throughout my life, often in ways that had negative consequences for people in other countries, but I was the embodiment of what those efforts were designed to protect. Then I woke up one day in September as a college student in NYC, and I went to a French exam and heard all these sirens zooming down Broadway for hours and hours and hours... I've never again been as scared as I was then.
You know, it's funny, but I do think that in the end, I get more optimism than cynicism from my experiences in 2001. I thought of myself as a peaceful person before then, but I reacted strongly against the military actions of the next decade from the very beginning, and became much more emphatically anti-war. I don't know how anyone could experience the NYC of September 12 and not be optimistic about the future. And yet I know that tons of people became more security-focused, scared, went and enlisted--people had all sorts of reactions, as they are wont to do. Still, I just kind of can't help but feel like there's hope, and that's a big part of how I view both the world and my own individual life. And I feel like the inevitability of my belief is largely because of that tiny window, when you could, if you were in the right situation, truly be born into a world that was designed to enable you.
(NB: I'm white, cis, have had uncommon access to education my whole life, and experienced more class mobility than many. I don't discount any of those advantages here.)
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Date: 2014-07-24 01:39 pm (UTC)I do find it quite scary just how fast the US has fallen from being the predominant superpower in the 80s to not even being able to provide water or disaster relief to its major cities. I think even as quite a young child I knew that Britain's heyday was long in the past, and yes, in some ways things are worse economically now than in the boom times of the 80s, but it's nothing like as dramatic. It must have been weird to live through that, especially being exactly the age to become politically aware in the tail end of the prosperity era. Thank you for talking about it.
I deliberately wanted to talk about personal perspectives on how the world has changed, because I most certainly don't feel knowledgeable enough to offer a global perspective. Yes, the future is unevenly distributed, perhaps even more now than when we were kids, but it's certainly worth acknowledging that the 90s wasn't a magical time of peace and prosperity for everybody.
Yes, that was exactly the attitude I grew up with, I so often heard, you can have anything you want in life as long as you're prepared to work for it. Which is partly coming from a background of poor people and immigrants who made good a couple of generations back (actually poor, not just a bit less well off than our generation). The circumstances in which my grandparents worked hard and saved up so that their kids could have a nice middle-class childhood and their grandkids were actually relatively rich didn't apply to everybody even in the immediate post-war years, and most of those circumstances (strong welfare state, labour shortage etc) aren't really in place at all any more. But I definitely had the belief that I could do anything, and I still have that confidence in some ways even though I know intellectually that the job market isn't what it was.
It's really fascinating to hear your 2001 story, thank you for talking about that. We've had a very, very different history of terrorist attacks including within the English borders; I've never been in a position of not realizing that people might try to kill random English people because of the legacy of English colonialism, and I've also never been in a position of being physically close to a huge event with that scale of casualties.