The Symptoms of Golden Age Syndrome

Sophistication and glamour mark the Golden Age of Hollywood

The Golden Age of Hollywood was a time period that lasted roughly from the 1920s until the early 1960s. Most movies were black and white. This is obviously an elegant look.

It was an era when men wore suits and ties, even on their days off. Film Noir was new and actors spoke in cool and hushed tones. And if a lady asked you to light her cigarette, you better produce a Zippo, my friend.

Many modern movies try their hardest to recreate this time period in look and feel. It’s as if people long for the days gone by.

There was a Golden Age of Radio and a Golden Age of Television as well. Even Golden Ages of Greece and Rome.

The Acropolis still remains as a testament of the Golden Age of Greece

What do all of these favorable and shining eras have in common? Yep, they’re all gone. In the past. No more. Kaput.

Futurists may not care too much about that. Don’t futurists all believe the Golden Age is yet to come?

Well, maybe.

There is even a medical term for this.

Golden Age Syndrome is when you believe the best times of the world are anytime but now. When you think the good times are all gone, or yet to come.

There are two theories on why we have memories. Some say memory is only a device used to remember our lives perfectly, every moment, every comment and place we’ve been.

Others believe the true purpose of memory is so we can better envision and imagine tomorrow.

Only one problem: This leaves many of us dreaming of other times, but it leaves us unaware of the current world. The here and now. Being present, like the Buddha taught.

Perhaps we just need a new Golden Age. I’ll take the burden upon myself to name it.

I’m declaring the present “The Golden Age of Idea Sharing.” Never before has it been so easy to give an idea to the world.

In the past, the fastest way to communicate a message was by ship or boat, a camel or horse, carrier pigeon, sometimes by foot, or a combination of all of these. There was a time when no one in the world possessed enough wealth and power to take a message from Greece to South America. Now, the power is virtually free and instantaneous.

My fellow human, since you and I live in a golden age, we should make the most of it. Every golden age needs its Socrates or Heddy Lamarr. I’m certain they are out there somewhere.


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Jim MacKenzie and Sarah Giavedoni are the creators of the blogs Stuff Monsters Like, the Incredible Vanishing Paperweight, and more. When they are not blogging, they are devoted to managing the Asheville Blogger Society, watching movies, running a completely unrelated nonprofit, and making money at their paid employment.
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2 Responses to The Symptoms of Golden Age Syndrome

  1. Matt says:

    Yep, were in the golden age of idea sharing or golden age of social network. In the future, they will say our time is better then their time. They’ll look for Justin Bieber and Hihana and internet memes and say “damn good old times”. How crazy, right?

    In my case I miss the times that I’ve never seen. Saudade of golden ages that were gone long before my birth. It can’t be memory, I think it is idealization of an utopic past that actually never happened. It is like the utopic future, u know?

    • I agree that we all have the bygone syndrome to some degree. Woody Allen’s “Midnight in Paris” really encapsulates the idea.
      Owen Wilson goes to Paris, gets in a derelict cab, and randomly appears in the Hay-day of 1920s art scene. He meets a 1920s woman and falls in love. At the end, she finds a horse & carriage, gets in, and is transported to 1890s. Just like Wilson, she decides she will stay. This prompts Wilson to realize a human truth: we will always view times past differently(enviously) because we can see it all so quickly (internet) and we already know what will happen.

      I personally have a strong case of the Bygone Blues and I’m only 26. I definitely am proud of the labor union days and sick of the present we all share. I wish I could go back to 1950 and live the best decade this country has ever seen. I can’t and am stuck here with you people! Refer to Travis Bickle’s monologue from Taxi Driver.

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