"Things Change"

Yo, thing on a tiny screen that I also check my e-mail on, that I’m only half-paying attention to because I’m also chatting with my roommate here in this fully lit room and also periodically clicking over to Facebook, enchant me the way my grandfather was enchanted by something on a literal SILVER screen fifty feet high, while sitting in the mystic darkness surrounded by his silent neighbors, next to his best gal, admitted into this space by tickets they had to wait in line and pay for, in a time before attention spans were smashed into a thousand glittering shards like a magic jewel in a fantasy book!

And if you don’t, I am going to leave SUCH a mean comment!