1975 was the year I became a Star Trek fan. I was 12.I'd like to go back to 1975 or so.
They still spoke English.
McDonalds cooked the fries in beef tallow.
Led Zeppelin concerts.
ABBA and ELO were about to get big.
Vietnam was wrapping up.
Foil-wrapped Ding Dongs.
I mean, who really needs the internets and smart phones? Yup, 1975. I'd stay until about 1998 or so, and if I was still alive, I'd punch out back to... 1975.
What, standing in a very long lineup, waiting 2 hours to get into the theatre?And you also have Star Wars to look forward to. I'd love to experience that period of our culture.
And you also have Star Wars to look forward to. I'd love to experience that period of our culture.
You're nostalgic for ABBA?![]()
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I might play a game with such a device to pass the, erm, time:
1) Choose an interval (say 1,000 years, or 1,000,000 years, or 1,000,000,000 years)
2) Instruct the machine to pick a random location on this planet and a random time, and not show me
3) Give myself, say, 72 hours to determine as accurately as possible where and when I landed without use of the devices' computer or information banks.)
(For ease, I'll assume I always end up on land, I have enough food and water, and I'm shielded in an invulnerable life support suit, so I need not worry about things like no breathable air, protecting myself from dinosaurs, and the like).
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