Memo to All Boomers: How is It That You’ve Transformed the Rite of Turning 50 Into a Celebration of your So-Called Youth?
By
Denis Romero
TIMES STAFF WRITER
So you’re turning 50.
Hahaha. Er, take that back. Maybe the joke’s
on us.
You would think all those yuppie-haters out there would be laughing at the prospect of Dockers-wearing baby boomers going
Grecian, power walking instead of jogging, taking Depends breaks in between puffs of their Arturo Fuentes.
But oh, no. Just the opposite.
Just as in the past, you have managed to turn a
traditional passage of doom into a celebration of your youth and
culture-yet another opportunity to party in the pages of the media that
you so glamorously control. Oldstock?
The Beatles are No. 1 (again
yawn). Everybody wants to sell you a miracle drug. Hollywood
chronicles your every breath (from “The Graduate” to “Forest Gump”). And
one thing’s for sure: As the 76 million of you begin to hit 50 at the
rate of one every 7 1/2 seconds this year, you will change the concept
of aging as much as aging will change you. You are, after all, so vain.
What used to be old will be young-a feat only you
boomers could accomplish. From a new vocabulary (can you imagine
calling Cher a senior?) to age -sensitive marketing (Act Young. Drink
Pepsi!) to new products (girdles for a new generation), the world will
bend over backward to make you feel like lads and lassies (though you
will go through more life changes than an Oliver Stone plot).
“Fifty is still an age where you can still have one
foot in youth,” insists 43 they’ve even invented a new name for middle
aged . They call it “mid-youth,” Mister. “No one here talks about
middle aged people,” says Alison Kaar, spokeswoman for Lens Crafters.
“We call them emerging presbyopes.” “Presbyopes” refers to the
farsighted, as far as we can see.
“The story in
marketing is not selling to how old people are,” Kamins says, “but the
age people think they are.”
And boomers
measure themselves as much as 15 years younger than their chronological
age, experts say. Or as Gail Sheehy put it in “The New Passages,”
(Random House, 1995) her paean to incessant self-improvement, “Fifty is
now what 40 used to be.” Mercedes-Benz is hip to that. In a twist of
advertising irony, the German car company is invoking a famous line from
’60s singer Janis Joplin: “Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes-Benz.”
Redkin hair, skin and body products have a new motto: “To Preserve and
Protect.” And Revlon is using a beautiful Melanie Griffith, 37, to
promote “Age Defying Makeup.”
Then
there’s the Circuit City commercial that portrays a suited yuppie
out-blasting a grunge rocker in a park-bench boom box battle. (As if.)
Or the Caffeine Free Diet Coke commercial that has an older woman
boxing a younger man and winning. A Coca-Cola marketing spokesman is
proud to say, “It’s the first ad campaign in the soft-drink industry
dedicated to the 40-plus market. No caffeine. No sugar. No limits.”
Will you ever age? “What we can look forward to
is people who not too long ago were staring at lava lamps, smoking dope
and listening to Iron Butterfly – they’re basically going to be in
diapers,” says Bob Garfield, editor at large for Advertising Age
magazine. “How are advertisers going to reach those people? I don’t
think its going to be pretty. I can actually envision Jimi Hendrix
being invoked to sell Arthritis Pain Formula. It’s going to be a laugh
riot.”
Even girdle and butt-pads, the
untouchable domain of grannies, are being marketed as Slenderizing
Manshape Undergarments, Super Shaper Briefs and Bottoms Up Corsets.
(If these don’t work, sagging body parts will no doubt be the next
big thing. You’ll call it skin relaxation-and twentysomthings will be
stretching their chins and cheeks just so they can fit in.)
Plastic surgery is at an all-time
high among boomer men, according to the American Society of Plastic and
Reconstructive surgeons. Dr. Randal Haworth, a
Beverly Hills plastic surgeon, estimates that one out of four of his
patients is male–and most of those are boomers. “What’s so ironic,”
says the 34 year old, is that these are the same people who espoused
protest and 30 years later are succumbing to modern pressure, the
antithesis of what the ’60s stood for.”
Punk.
But
he’s right. Pectoral and penile implants are in. Breasts are back.
And everybody wants a nip-and-tuck (though they don’t call them face
lifts anymore, of course: “facial rejuvenation” is the proper term).