It's been a quarter century and I'm still getting "holy shit I'm in the 21st century!" spontaneous surprise moments. I don't think my generation will ever completely get over it. Ironically it might be easier for the baby boomers and older GenXers, but for anyone who grew up during the '80s/'90s, that calendar flip was the be-all moment by which the future was defined. Every movie's plot clicked into gear when the clock struck midnight. The words "two-thousand" meant flying cars and meal-pills and robot maids. Of course being a meaningless, arbitrary measure, it came and went like a fart in the wind and changed nothing, that part's perfectly logical and even at seventeen I knew better than to buy into clearly numerologically-driven hype like the Y2K bug... but the damnable media buzz sticks in your skull, doesn't it?
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