I’ll grant you immunity – you can go to the most dangerous place ever, and you won’t get hurt. You’re welcome! so feel free to pick an exciting, risky time.
aww yeah
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If you could live for 1 year in any period in history, any place, when/where would you pick?
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No danger, nothing too exotic, just great music and live performances before the age of MTV…I’d flash back to late 1977-1978 UK. I’d be Tony Wilson’s girl Friday and run around Manchester with him as he discovers Joy Division and see live performances of The Clash, Elvis Costello, and The Jam years before age and/or death gets the best of them.
I gotta go back way further. Day before the big asteroid hit off Yucatan. Have to see a live dino.
1946. The year the NBA started. First of all, people were much shorter on average so I’d gain like 5 inches instantly. Then I’d use my superior modern age basketball skills to kick those two handed push shot throwin’ asses. I’m pretty sure I’d make the the NBA’s first ever All Star team. Sure they didn’t allow people of color in their early years but that’s when I’d use my immunity powers to force them. But does that mean I’d turn white???
Sometime in the heydey of the Roman Empire. Any culture that invents the orgy, pitting man against animals for sport and the vomitorium (eating, drinking and fornicating to excess then throwing it all up for more) has got to be worth checking out.
I would go back to 1982 in Hawaii (my home town) and ask my 11 year old self about the meaning of life. I would think that I thought it was a more simple and carefree life… I wish it could be like that now.
My young self would teach me so much. And I would give guidance and confidence… and maybe girl advice to boot.
this question is too hard…DAMN! will come back to this one.
Definitely, Honolulu in the 1970s. It was a renaissance time for great Hawaiian music, as well as the beginning of the Hawaiian sovereignty movement. There were cool clubs and on occassion, huge outdoor concerts in Diamond Head Crater with little known acts like oh, say, Journey, or of that caliber. It was a rally politicized time but also an innocent time too: less crowded, more of a sense of community.
Second choice: 1999, the year I was with a life sucking succubus of a gf. Damn, I don’t know what I was thinking…
i’d go back to the day i was born and live in the attic of my family home. from that vantage point, i would observe and rate my mom and dad’s parenting skills. As the 2nd child, i’m convinced i didn’t get enough love…
I would go back to the days of Jesus. Just to see if he really was a nut-case.
two possible choices.
1)return to when I was a child and warn myself of everything I should know….AND bring back lottery #s.
2)return to when life first emerged on earth. it’s about time scientists finally got definitive answers
lottery numbers. good one.
and what would be everything you should know? I’m curious.