A state of bliss......

“If ignornace be bliss, t’is folly t’be wise.” Willie S.

I was just thinking that way back in the ‘blissful sixties’ I once described the perfect breakfast as being a cup of coffee, a cigarette ‘n the San Francisco Chronicle.... Back then coffee was a dime, cigarettes were about thirty cents a pack ‘n I always read the restaurant copy of the Chron....’course, in those pre-computer days newspapers were what you had t’read t’find out what was going on in the world.....or what we tho’t was going on in the world......we were pretty unsophisticated then...we actually believed what we read in the papers or heard on the news...Cronkite ‘n Huntley-Brinkley, those guys...c’mon.... after all, the papers couldn’t print it or the television couldn’t say it if it weren’t true, could they?.....
The Chronicle was a great morning ‘paper then (The Examiner was the other SF ‘paper ‘n it came out in late afternoon)....y’could skim the front page ‘n go immediately to the important stuff....Herb Caen, Charles McCabe ‘n Stanton Delaplane....’n for sports, the Chronicle green.....no more, no more.....
We no longer live in a state of bliss, more’s the pity...
newspapers are dying the world over ‘n television news is about as reliable as backfence gossip....’course, backfence gossip ain’t over the back fence any more, it’s over the internet ‘n cell phone....comes in txt ‘stead of text.....but it’s instantaneously now.....it c’n happen in the darkest corner of darkest Africa or in an alleyway in Podunk ‘n you can bet your booty that someone somewhere will have it on YouTube within minutes....y’want the news.....Google it! Want’a read the newspaper.....Google it! ‘n the comix are better read online than on paper....matter of fact, the cartoonists are having a problem finding newspapers that’ll buy their strips.....’n then what will we do?....
O for those long-gone days of yesteryear ‘n the sound of the William Tell Overture......”Hi yo, Silver.....Awayyyyyyy