I remember high school. Fights were in the parking lot, or in the city park next door. Always fists, NEVER guns or knives...even though most of us had a rifle or shotgun in our cars or trucks, and nearly everyone had some form of knife! Nowadays, kids get in a fight, BOTH are punished, no matter who started it! Plus, they get "conflict resolution" crap. All that does is produce a generation of wimpy-assed kids!
The absence of the safety police for f***ing everything. When I first started riding motorcycles and running into burning buildings the safety police (aka fun police) were just emerging- cowards from their respective disciplines. And now, they are doing their best to 'keep us safe', which basically makes things lame and has the potential to kill more people for dumber reasons. Geez. I am so envious of anyone in the 55+ age group. At least you had a taste of how badass it was to be a Man uninhibited by the influence of cowards. -Screws
There are still plenty of places in this great country for you to move to and enjoy most of 'what it was like' . It hasn't changed that much in my neck of the woods, except there does seem to be more whining in 2009 than in 1955. Of course the pussys down at busybody city/county council meeting room have made it illegal to smoke in a bar or resturaunt here.......... If you should move, refuse to purchase property with any homeowner's associatin restrictions, in Denver, Boulder, Colorado Springs, Pueblo. Best places mostly off the beaten track are towns with less than two traffic lights on the State highway that goes through the middle of the town, with two or more beer joints on main street. New jobs are few and far between for people that like to whine, because prospective employers expect a demonstration of will to work, obvious courtesy, and enthusasiam the first day on the job. And again, no whining. We applaud when somebody kills a child molester on sight, saving the government the cash. We don't put up with drivers goin' thru school zones exceeding 15mph, etc. Our 'make my day' law is an asserted attempt by our legislature to assure that there is absolutely no doubt about our constitutional right to protect our domocile. Expect to face a loaded firearm if you choose to enter uninvited. Most of the small towns roll up the sidewalks before midnight, when Walmart closes............. "Old Settler's" day in July in almost every county on US 50 from Utah to Missouri, (names are different, but the fun is the same), is a big event, everybody from miles around come for hot dogs and such. Specifically, MISSORUI DAYS in Fowler Colorado. FOUNDER'S DAY in Canon City, etc. etc.. A nice fairly large (200 cars, none barred, all generes and styles, none excluded Car show/Swap meet/Car Corral is the one in June at Canon City at the Holy Cross Abbey.
Top 40 Pop music on AM radio stations with 5000+ watts or more. Walter Cronkite, before we knew he was a damn commie sympathizer. (we WON the Tet Offensive.. google it up to learn more). The 10 cent pay phone, the phone booth, hell try and find any pay phone anywhere anymore Childhood innocence. For instance, I know a girl who when she was 13 still occasionally played with her dolls. Another friend has a daughter that age, now, and forget the dolls, she's played with the real thing, in full anatomical detail. But I think the biggest change is one group of people making excuses why we shouldn't punish the criminals at the same time they tell us why we shouldn't protect ourselves from these people, trying to tell everyone how to run their lives, wanting us to apologize to this race or that race for shit that happened 50, 100, 200 years ago....
guys, thank you for all the cool stuff I had forgotten...I have laughed over and over reading your post. I swear I saw things I hadn't thought of in 40 years. This is just great!
how about the girlie calenders you had to lift the top clear page to reveal the goodies underneath, cleaning the carpet in the car with a wisk broom, and everybody sat down for dinner at the same time and everybody ate the same thing, at 5:30, and don't dare be late!
Holy crap, dude!! You f'ing cracked me up with this one. I'll hand it to you though: you've got some serious stones for admiting you miss Vanilla Ice!! Thanks for the laugh at the end of a long day.
I put peanuts in Dr. Pepper or Pepsi every now and again... get strange looks from eveyone around, matter of fact sounds good right now.
How about the coffee grinder in the center of the A&P store? The penny gumball machine (with Boston Baked Beans)? Bias plys that went hump, hump, hump until the warmed up? Local AM stations that did their own play lists? Playing 'war' with every kid on the block? As a teen I worked at a Kress store, after three raises, I was making $1.05/hr.
I remember the first time I made more in dollars than the hours worked. I think it was about 1.05 too. Thought I was really pulling in some cash!! I also remember when companies were proud to have employees with long service times. Now they want you to leave or lay you off. Companies also seemed proud of the benefits package. Now they are proud of what the take away!
getting in the car, turning on the radio and the music didn't come on for about 30 seconds later....same thing with the TV set. I would get home from work, turn on the TV, go in the kitchen to empty my pockets, grab a beer and about the time I'd sit down...the TV would come on. No answering machines either. On a friday night, we'd call our buddies to go beer drinking..and we'd have to call over and over again until they got home and finally picked up.
I don't know about the other states, but in California we had to have our DMV registration visible to anyone from outside of the car. Most of us either put the registration (in a clear plastic sleeve) on a sun visor or mounted it with some springs and wrapped it around the steering column. Can you imagine today letting every knucklehead in the area have your address and name???
As a kid here in Oklahoma we had neighborhood rock fights and used galvanized garbage can lids for shields. We also had BB gun fights, wore levis and could only shoot below the waist. Played full contact football in vacant lots without uniforms OR PADS It only took 4 to make a game of rotation ( that's baseball pickup games before, during and after school ) we usually had more than enough. Rubber band guns, home made with old inner tubes and if we got mad at you we would load a rock in the band. but life was good
OK ....Im 36 and live in Massachusetts. I used to have a paper route, delivered 76 papers on my Kent 10 speed with two bags over each shoulder throughout the coldest winter days and most humid of summer days. I remember putting the paper face up inside each customers screen door, or in a milk box, or what not.... I Used to go to all the houses on my route Sunday afternoons to collect the money and mark down the payments made in a little green book the newspaper used to give us. Every Tuesday an agent from the paper would come to my parents house and I'd have to give him a percentage of my collected funds. I Saved up my money and bought my first car (which I still have) at age 15 bought with paper route money. Car has been in hot rod magazine, and really, I honest to god bought that car with paper route money.... -----can't tell you the last time I saw a paper boy.....a real paper boy, not a 45 year old guy stuffing the paper in my mail box from his car window at 4:30AM -- ----kids are just lazy these days....I think.....
Or how about bus stops? Growing up, 10-20 kids would all walk to a central spot and wait to get on the bus.... These days (where I live) the bus stops in front of every house for every single kid. NO bus stops.... really screws up morning traffic I might add....
1. Collecting antana toppers. 2. Collecting empty lucky strike packagers. For free punches on your friends arms. 3. Used c/1 corvettes for under $1,000.00. 4. Misbehaving in the back seat and dodging your dads hand while he was driving. 5. 50 cent milk vending machine on your neighborhod corners. 6. Wash rags , hand towels, and beach towels in tide boxes. depending on size. Oh yeah things have changed.
Your question is a reflection. You have shown restraint in pointing out the idiocy of the comment without actually confronting the one posting it. I shall expand on that. The skum that posts that type of comment is vulgar, a detriment to all free men. Even though my family tree, as far back as I can trace it, originates in the continental USA I don't imagine for a second that I am somehow superior to immigrants. We are a nation of immigrants. Absent that obvious reality this country would be mired in medioricity. The fuckin' self-appointed (morons) that loosely spout the term "real American" whilst dissing any other group of human beings other than their own, attempting to bolster their own excuse for existence is laughable. Anybody that considers hisself 'more American' than the next, spouts an ideal akin to naziism. People that (imagine) that they are superior solely based on their birthright are simple, selfish, misguided, and pompous. They shame us all. They should glean nothing but contempt from those of compassion.
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