I guess I was using scare-quotey 'cool' in the sense of Steve Coogan pushing womens' heads through panes of glass, lying in front of parked cars and tearing open his shirt to show chest-scarring, screaming repeatedly, "Is this 'cool'? IS THIS 'COOL'?!"
Sunvisors like the one Seldom mentioned, except that these are the ones that had rainbow-striped, elastic headbands and a string of blinking LED's in front.
Oh, and Betamax. And scented Strawberry Shortcake dolls.
Coolness is now tragic. Tragicness, of course, is still tragic, but no more tragic than it was. Listing things is now also tragic. As is using the phrase 'tragic'.
