Illustration by Oliver Munday for TIME
By James Poniewozik
October 2, 2014

I was inspired to write my column in this week’s print TIME (subscription required) last month, after my various online newsfeeds began filling up with remembrances and celebrations of Friends‘ 20th anniversary. Just a few months after they had filled up with remembrances and celebrations–of Friends‘ 10th anniversary.

Did a decade pass so quickly without your noticing it? Had you experienced head trauma?

No, the anniversary in May was of Friends’ last episode, in 2004; the anniversary in September was of its first episode, in 1994. Its legacy had not changed in four months; no one had uncovered shocking new evidence as to whether Ross and Rachel were, in fact, “on a break.” But we once again needed to share the 20 Greatest Friends Celebrity Cameos and 27 Friends Couples, Ranked. Welcome to the age of perpetual nostalgia.

News outlets have always loved the convenience of anniversaries, of course; we’re in the middle of experiencing the 50th birthday of everything that happened in the ’60s. But lately we’ve been buried in “Wanna Feel Old?” listicles and “___ Turns 20” features. (Some of them, I fully admit, written by me.)

A lot of this material is aimed at millennials (see the outpouring of love for cultural landmark Saved By the Bell), but I wouldn’t want to overstate this as a generational phenomenon. My own people, Gen Xers, grew up on Happy Days and gave the world the Schoolhouse Rock Live! musical. Premature nostalgia may just be our general way of dealing with our society’s extended nether-zone between childhood and independent adulthood.

Whatever the explanation, though, online sharing and social media have positively weaponized nostalgia. Remembrances–#TBT, “23 Things ’90s Kids Understand”–do well on them, and the media business has learned desperately to give Facebook what it wants. And Facebook wants to remember: with its baby pictures and chronological timelines and personalized Your Life in Review videos, it’s basically a supercharged “Remember when?” machine.

By coincidence, my column comes out on the same day as my review of Mulaney, a not-great sitcom from a 32-year-old comedian whose distinguishing feature is its overwhelming sense of nostalgia for the ’90s sitcoms like Seinfeld that it imitates. As I wrote in my review, I am not crazy about the show. But I wouldn’t be surprised if it ends up doing well in the ratings on sheer throwback appeal. Check back in 10 years and see if we’re celebrating its anniversary too.

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