If you are reading this, congratulations, you made it
Somehow, we survived.
Someone forwarded this video.
Pretty much says so much about the nanny state and nanny culture.
If you are reading this, you are a survivor.
Congratulations.
I can’t believe we made it. from Bart Mitchum on Vimeo.
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Leaving early, being gone all day with no planned activities: those were blissful days.
I astound my kids when I tell them what it was like when I was a kid growing up 45+ years ago. They’re even more surprised when they hear stories when their grandparents grew up in the Depression ~
Putting monkey bars, slides and swings on concrete playgrounds showed our belief in Darwin.
I’m just waiting for when the electrical grid goes out all over the country for a few days…total panic I would imagine. I still don’t have a cell phone…barely answer the one I have.
12 x 12 = ?
If you can resolve this equation in your head, you will be among the world’s leaders when the grid goes down.
A is greater than B.
B is greater than C.
Which is greater, A or C?
If you can resolve this in your head, you will be among the world’s leaders when the grid goes down.
Which is more powerful a 9mm or a 45 cal?
If you can resolve this in your head, you will be among the world’s survivors when the grid goes down.
That’s easy….. Canon! Yes, I do own a working canon!
A camera won’t save you when the grid goes down.
12 ga.
Or a .308 from 200+ yards. You can’t see me, but I can still hit you! 😉
Handguns are for back-up.
What did people do before the grid? You Tarzan, me Jane.
Make babies…
This video brought back a lot of memories of my early days living in a west side Chicago neighborhood.
I roamed the streets, rode my bike everywhere and helped my friends open the fire hydrants on hot summer days. I was about five years old.
I often walked several blocks away from home over to Chicago Ave. by myself. There was a deli on the avenue where I could put my hand in and grab a pickle for 5 cents.
Just to clarify things for Henry, I put my hand into a pickle barrel to grab a pickle.
My mind is screaming to hit your straight line out of the park, but I cannot. Just too easy. I need a challenge.
Who can I sue, for putting me through such a horrific experience, as growing up in the 50’s & 60’s?
If I had only known….
1970s, onset of cable TV kilt America. Prior to that most folks had the three major networks and a couple weird VHF channels. The majors all ran the local news 6-6:30pm and the national new 6:30-7pm. If you wanted to watch TV 6-7pm, you’d be watching the news. Even those who would later be known as LIVs (low info voters) couldn’t help but learn something by accidentally overhearing the news. Plus, there were newspapers on every countertop.
Now? You can flip between dozens of different channels showing nothing but reality show crap and you can do that 24/7 for the rest of your life. I wonder what percentage of Americans never or seldom watch the news.
WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP: School kids sent under school desks for the regular fallout drill. Survived.
No 2% milk! Survived.
Sheet metal dashboards! Survived.
Rode in the back of a pickup truck! Survived.
Playing Army with BB guns! OK, I put Davy Jenkins’ eye out, but I survived.
Playing Army with bottle rockets and Roman candles. Teach the value of cover early…. 😎
In college we used to play ‘Navy’ in canoes and john boats on the Au Sable River in Michigan. At night. Same game with bottle rockets and roman candles, just from a boat. Awesome. Especially drunk or otherwise attitudinally adjusted, IYKWIMAITYD.
I had a 3 ft section of PVC pipe, 1″ inside diameter for a cannon. I got pretty good with it.
…or dirt clod fights. Then, someone started an arms race by throwing a clod with a rock in it. Next, it was rocks, until someone’s big brother told us to knock it off, and then frogged his little brother’s arm to show he meant business.
Or bike rodeos. BMX had nothing on us. Or BB gun fights.
A contrarian view. Most of the great inventions were between 1945 and 1971. By our parents and the people who let us live like we did. But what have we, the children of the 50’s, done? Going the moon and curing polio seems more important than designing a communication for 140 characters.
http://aeon.co/magazine/science/why-has-human-progress-ground-to-a-halt/
Children of the 50’s were free ranged, parents started helicoptering in the 90’s. Baby boomers spearheaded computers. Most of the great innovations were a product of industrial revolution.
Construction sites! Little known fact — kids around the world are drawn to construction sites. If there is one near your house, you know where to find your child.
Running around barefoot all summer. Drinking water on a hot summer day from the cool, flowing creek in the park – where we caught cray fish, too. Riding to the Country Boy store (in Wheaton, MD) to buy a Big Buddy or an ice cream for a dime – and a soda (16 oz.) for a quarter. Falling off my bike and skinning elbows, knees, hands – then, success!! – riding “no-hands!” Sitting in a tree eating a fresh picked apple or tomato while reading. Shopping at the mall for gifts by myself, or with my older sister – when we were 10 and 12.
Ah, memories – that was freedom. I survived!!
$1 bought a Saturday movie and a box of sugar babies. I survive, as well as most of my teeth.
My Pop gave my big sis a dollar for Saturday movies. Admission was 35¢ for her and a quarter for me. The remaining 40¢ got us two cokes and two boxes of popcorn for a dime apiece.
I found out years later that Pop kicked in an extra two-bits to ease the pain of dragging along her Little brother… who had to sit away from her and her friends! That’s downright unscrupulous!
By the way, she turned out to be a notorious, left-of-Lenin college professor, and I’m the family capitalist. 😆