Friday's best pop song ever: POPOCALYPSE 1984 edition, part 1

Describe the 1980s by whatever dismissive shorthand you'd like, but, for those of us that lived through it, what defined that decade most was the constant awareness that we could be annihilated at any moment by an errant warhead. For those who survived such a conflagration, what awaited them was a bleak, nomadic existence of scavenging, savage turf wars, and looting clothes from Frederick's of Hollywood. While it permeated every aspect of our culture at the time, nowhere was this grim scenario brought to life more stupidly than in the era's pop music videos. Join us then, as, for the entire month of May, Friday's Best Pop Song Ever celebrates the neon decade's stirring musical visions of The Day After.