While I do not have the jetpack I feel I was promised, I do see Jetson type advances everyday. Just yesterday I was watching a dog training show and they had a terrier walking on a treadmill. I kept waiting for the dog’s owner to hop on behind the pup and yell, “Jane! Stop this crazy thing!” It didn’t happen.
I Skype with my mom who lives in Florida. And those stilly things that happened on the Jetsons- like someone calling on the video phone when Jane was just out of the shower -happen to me. Only in my case – mom usually is calling when I’m still in my jammies with a massive case of bedhead. This brings on a discussion about (a) why I am lazy or (b) How run down I am and why aren’t I taking better care of myself. I know I can choose to ignore the call – but hey, it’s my mom. Jane Jetson never ignored a call from her mom.
My car talks to me. Since I have OnStar, I have one button access to an advisor who can download all sorts of directions to my car. Then my car tells me exactly what to do. I wish it would tell me to go to the gym – but I’ll take what I can get. Where was the closest Dairy Queen again?
My cell phone has an app that would allow me to turn off my television. But why would I want to do that? There are new episode of Downton Abbey coming in January and I want to party like it’s 1922!
Past or future- the joy of a good television show- like The Jetsons or Downton- is that it takes us someplace we are not. Within an hour I can pine for my jetpack and wonder about the necessity of electricity in the Dowager House. So, Happy Birthday, Jetsons, and thanks for the theme song that will be stuck in my head for the rest of the day.