The eighties passed like every other decade

The eighties passed like every other decade, leaving an ever-diminishing impact on the things to come later. People were born and people died. Japanimation was drawn, and the Berlin Wall was disassembled. Hair metal seemed like rebellion, and people learned about a scary, new  disease. Dungeons and Dragons dice were smuggled onto lunchtime playgrounds, and the 700 Club assumed it was Satan’s influence. All of it will eventually be forgotten as the people who lived it taper off into dementia and death. In the end, the eighties were mostly shit.