@ossobuco,
It seems not, Oss.
Like most of us pre-electronic gadgetry people here, I used to spend hours and hours talking about anything and everything with my mates.
Politics, girls, motorbikes, cars, war, parents, sex, music, home life, puberty, TV, school, embarrassing stories, funny stories, telling jokes, general gossip..... you name it, we discussed it.
Memorable moments.
1. A group of us lying on our backs in the local park on a hot summers evening, listening to one of the first plays of Starman by David Bowie on some pirate radio station and discussing if there was anything out there.
All of a sudden a bright green meteorite shot overhead, making a loud ripping noise as it went.
We immediately all shat ourselves and ran for cover in the nearby bicycle shelter, as if a piece of corrugated iron would protect us.
The following day we read in the paper that it had crashed somewhere in Ireland. Working out the direction on a compass later on, it was definitely what we saw.
2. Discussing politics.
Real indepth discussions/arguments about the difference between the Labour and Conservative parties. Why large Unions were going out on strike. Were they right or wrong to do so. Wage controls, even though none of us were old enough to work at that time. The extortionate supertax, driving the Beatles and Stones etc out of Britain.
Do kids ever discuss such stuff nowadays?
3. Humour.
This is what I remember most from my formative years. The laughing. Every day something would happen to someone, or a subject for conversation would strike up that was incredibly funny, and we would all end up roaring with laughter.
There's a lot to be said for leaving the phones and tablets at home when you're young and just lying on your backs in the park, looking up at the stars.
I'm glad I was born when I was.