FINALLY, someone takes a stand and tells it like it is (and I couldn’t be happier that person was Kevin Bacon). The 80s was a challenging decade. I mean, I had to program my own games on an Atari 400, on a spill-proof keyboard (you know how hard it was for little 8-year-old fingers to press the keys?), and record it to a cassette tape. If you made one little mistake, you couldn’t debug the code. You had to write the whole damn thing again.
If I wanted to talk to a girl on the phone, I couldn’t just walk around the house with a fancy schmancy cordless phone. No, I was tethered to the base by a cord so twisted up on itself it took two hours just to straighten it out, forced to make awkward conversation while anyone in the room could listen in.