Wednesday, February 7, 2018
Hi there, Sheiks and Shebas. It’s darb to see you back at Jazz Age Wednesdays. It feels like it’s been a long cold winter to me… and it’s only February.
The research geek in me wanted to know how different I might have felt if I lived in the Roaring Twenties. How did they keep their frozen spirits up and generally cope with winter? Putting it into perspective, some preferences weren’t profoundly different from the present. I thought I’d provide you my pondering.
Snuggling with a pet is still a great idea. I can’t make out all the text on the cover, but much as we might, the folks in the 20s thought about spiffing up their “nests” with new decor. A new lampshade or an art map (maybe a map of warmer climes).
Even if you are a romantic only in secret, you might secretly hope for a Valentine’s package in February.
Unfortunately, for some of us, snow is an inescapable part of February. Some like it, others don’t. However, those who like to play in the white stuff have gear for the snow. Materials, styles, and means of navigating it have changed, but we still play in the powder — whether with waterproof coats and snowmobiles, or warm wool mittens and snowshoes. Also when we go inside to get warm, we might read a serial story. Theirs were in magazines, while ours might be in a blog. (Hint, hint… have you been to Thistledown – Midsummer Bedlam lately?)
One way we deal with the chill February weather is escaping to the movies. In the Roaring Twenties, they might go see the latest film. If the weather was bad they couldn’t binge on Netflix — but there were several periodicals all about Hollywood, cinema, and the stars. The latest gossip was eagerly devoured.
Or if Tenseltown just isn’t your thing, you might have chosen a magazine that kept you abreast of the latest technology. Then and now you could have read about “new ideas.” In the 1920s those topics were aviation, your home workshop, engineering, or automobiles. (Have you ever noticed that I don’t use the word “car” in my stories? Back then the term was automobile. A car was something else.)
Like they say… the more things change, the more they stay the same. I hope you enjoyed this bit of pondering. Thanks for visiting the Jazz Age with me, if only in imagination. You really are the cat’s pajamas!
PS: Of course, I have to show you the links to the books about Pip and her friends.
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