I'm not sure if it's the fact that it's three in the morning, or the dreamy voice of Ira Glass echoing in my head, or if I just truly am this entirely helpless, but I've spent the past few hours getting all mushy about history.
I stumbled across this wonderful photo archive on Flickr while I was definitely NOT searching for old photos of local libraries on a Saturday night, and I couldn't bear the thought of not sharing some favorites with my three loyal blog readers.
Just some kids having a scrap metal drive in fabulous Lake Forest Park, WA during World War II. Just like children today would!
The 1962 Seattle World's Fair, blowing your mind with the future.
Always ablaze, that Playland!
Too much wonderful for one Halloween photo!
I stare at old photos so dreamily, like a torn-out magazine page of Justin Bieber in my locker, wishing so hard that I could be there. But for the most part, this was just everyday life for these people. They didn't think, "This is SO 1946, what we're doing! Can't you tell, all the design elements are there, and our clothes, they are spot on mid-1940s!" They were just being alive.
Who is to say these moments weren't mundane? Something so mind-numbingly unexceptional that it would be seem totally ludicrous to think of someone seventy years down the road caring in the slightest, let alone wanting so badly to be there!
I sometimes forget that people still worried about money and relationships and their jobs. That behind these faces are real people, who had problems of their own. It wasn't all tasteful typography, homemade Halloween costumes and grandiose visions of our technological future. After photos are taken, these people didn't disappear (well, maybe some of those Halloween kids did, they're spooky!), they went on with their lives.
Sometimes, though, it's fun to forget historical context, reality and the complexities of emotion, and look at photos like these and just imagine that life really was one big, beautiful metal-pilin', amusement park-burnin', ginormous computer-seein', 24/7 Halloween party, and that no one ever worried about paying their electricity bills or putting food on the table.
I guess I should go watch some Jersey Shore or something.