I am mid-40s. My daughter is 11. I take her to school, among other driving things, and usually play NPR. Whenever she needs to refer to what she’s hearing – usually to ask if I’ll turn it off so she can pull up some godawful thing where a random Youtuber squawks discordant lyrics to a Pokémon video game score – she calls it a podcast. I’ve stopped correcting her, particularly since most of the “shows” release as podcasts by the next day anyway.
I like it when my daughter shares her young people things with me. I don’t always get them, but it’s interesting to see how the environment she grew up in affects her tastes and what she values.
She was going through a playlist of her music online. I told her it’s really cool she’s able to discover so many different types of music, because when I was young, downloading one song took a long time. Grandma shared her stories about discovering music on the radio and getting music on cassettes. (And also the origin of what a “mix tape” is.)
Looking at the things I found humorous 20ish years ago, I don’t think the kids are all that different really.
