This made me laugh.

Like so many things which are illicit, though, the attraction of pinball only increased in the prohibition years following World War II, and, by the 1950s, the quickest route to proving your rebel status in America was to be seen within a few feet of a pinball machine.

The entire article just shows that America has always been a priggish, prudish country of Puritan anti-sybarites.

I’m a photographer by avocation. I take many photos of many things.

And yet I will never understand the urge that some people have – usually the worst photographers, too – to take a photo of every damn thing that happens to them.

I never take photos in a place where it will annoy other people – photography is a context-destroyer for many people, and it’s also attention-grabbing. It’s best to be avoided in most public situations. And frankly, some schlemiel taking photos of his grilled cheese sandwich in a restaurant would and does bother even me, an inveterate photographer.