Old media’s not a calendar.
You don’t flip through it and then dispose of it.
It doesn’t expire.
I love all of the ways they’re not timely.
Give me your dated references,
your old-person slang, your cringey fashion.
I want the cheesy tropes and the kinds of politics
that I have to google after the fact.
That stuff’s as close to a time machine
as we’re going to get.