That was the year that was..??

What the hell is this huge TV focus on the past? All year we have been subjected to reminiscences about "the good old days/years", whatever.
I'm really pleased that with the invention of film, radio, phone etc, we have been able to reasonably accurately preserve history in a more visual or audial (I just made that word up, I think!) way than previously, but for heavens sake, can't we just leave it at that? Can't we have incorporated in our local museums copies of all the relevant documentaries of past life for those that are genuinely interested, school groups etc to be able to witness and interpret themselves without the advertisment breaks?
Last night I saw snatches of a program on WIN entitled (as todays blog title) "That was the year that was". The year in focus was 1975.
That's nice. 1975 was a bit of an ordinary year for most of us in Australia. Here in Tassie a bit more of a hassle as the bridge went down that year & life took on a decidedly hugely more long-winded way of being in order to accomplish many things we had taken for granted previously here in Hobart. But - it DID do one thing for me - it emphasised that you should never take ANYTHING for granted, cos you never know what lies round the corner.
No one could have predicted the Gough Whitlam sacking or the Tasman Bridge disaster. Which - to get back to my original point - is what the TV producers presumably base their sensationlist programs on.
But - to do it so constantly, using the same boring old TV footage and statistics is getting too OTT for words.
I lived through 1975. It was just one year out of the 57 I've lived through to date. It really doesn't stand out from any others. Next weeks focus year on WIN won't either.
Being NY Eve last night, there were lots of "reflections" on the "good old days", lots of looking at the Baby Booming days of the 50's & 60's. The feelings of we who had our teenage times then can get nostalgic for those times when we were young, hopeful, energetic, sexy and held the world in the palm of our hands.
But why should everyone else have to suffer through that? Is it because the guys who shared that golden time with us are now the rich power-brokers who control the TV stations, and sanction this plethora of nostalgia?
Why don't they make these tributes to the old days a more personal journey and interview participants of those times individually, like "Australian Story", while we still have our wits and hopefully, our perspective, about us?
Wouldn't it be more interesting to younger people to get the "feel" for what it was like to be alive in those times? What it felt like to have no TV or phone or car? What the hell we did all day? What memories we have from our childhoods, which, lets' face it, link back to the 1800's.
One of my earlier memories is of being taken on a visit in the early 50's to relatives in Parramatta (NSW) where the women of the family still dressed in the long black dresses of the previous century. Their house was decorated and furnished accordingly. If I visited that house today, they would have paid a fortune for the decor and the person to ensure its "style" accuracy! The mode of dress would be put down to their religion.
In those days, as they were at that time in their 70's, they had been in their 20's at the turn of the century (19th century to 20th century, ie 1800's to 1900's), so the way they dressed and acted was, for them, totally the norm.
These are the more personal memories and facts that I'd rather leave to my children and grandchildren.