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Moskitto
13th June 2003, 19:46
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were
kids
in the 50's, 60's, 70's and 80's probably shouldn't have survived.

Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint
which was
promptly chewed and licked.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or
cabinets and it was fine to play with pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and
fluorescent
clackers' on our wheels.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the passenger seat was a treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle - tasted the
same.

We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy
pop
with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always
outside playing.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and
no-one
actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top
speed
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.

After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve
the
problem.

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back
before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no one
minded.

We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones, no
personal computers, no Internet chat rooms. We had friends - we went
outside
and found them.

We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes that ball really
hurt.

We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were
no
lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing
again.

We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue - we
learned
to get over it.

We walked to friend's homes.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff, and
although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes
out,
nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.

We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.

Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. The idea of a
parent
bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided
with
the law. Imagine that!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion
of
innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and
responsibility, And we learned to deal with it all.

Nobody
13th June 2003, 19:50
There was a similar article about that in Time magazine. I've always wondered how your generation survived beening the young wippersnapper I am. Time to go turn on the PS and play basketball.

Dhul Fiqar
13th June 2003, 19:52
Hmn, that's pretty interesting.

--- G.

Anonymous
13th June 2003, 19:54
I think I'll just crawl under my bed, crouch in the fetal position, and wait to die.

RAM
13th June 2003, 19:59
I love that e-mail

Moskitto
13th June 2003, 20:09
i was born in 1986 so i'm not really that generation.

Zombie
13th June 2003, 20:50
We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones, no
personal computers, no Internet chat rooms. We had friends - we went
outside
and found them.


if only i could turn back time

Vinny Rafarino
13th June 2003, 21:24
I was born in '68 but it appears this is more inclined to Yanquees. I never did most of this shit. I did however fuck off in abandoned wharehouses in Shepards Bush...Go looking for YNF skinheads to tar...see all the greats at the Roxy and 100 club and throw bags of urine at Chelsea supporters in my socks as the pigs made you take your boots off before you went in.

And our hair looked really silly most of the time.

(Edited by COMRADE RAF at 9:25 pm on June 13, 2003)

Moskitto
13th June 2003, 22:15
my mum let me play outside when i was like 7, she just told me simply don't talk to strangers, don't take anything from strangers, if you get grabbed by one fight them off. Nowadays parents just cover their kids in cotton wool.

Zombie
13th June 2003, 22:17
ever wonder how you'll turn out to be as a father or mother?

BOZG
13th June 2003, 22:25
Scary thought Zombie. I'd really have to change if I did have a kid. Need to be far more responsible and less risk taking.

Urban Rubble
13th June 2003, 23:07
Great E-Mail, it's so true.

Kids today are being turned into sheltered, scared, PC pussies. We might as well round off every corner and put pads on the walls right now, because that is the way we are headed.

I was born in 1982, and the differnces between my upbringing and today's kids are astounding. I was raised by conservative lower class (eventually we rose to middle) republican Christian parents. I consider my childhood fairly sheltered, but nowhere near what kids are today.

I urge all parents, let your kids play outside, no, MAKE THEM. Don't force them to wear helmets for every activity. Let them climb trees. Let them have fucking fun for Christ Sakes !!!

Kids these days are pussies.

Ghost Writer
15th June 2003, 11:13
I am surprised with some the the responses coming from the commies on this board. I always thought that it was your kind that was perpetuating the type of nonsense discussed in the e-mail. Perhaps it has more to do with the letigious nature of our society than ideology. Interesting...

onepunchmachinegun
15th June 2003, 21:44
Quote: from Zombie on 9:50 pm on June 13, 2003
We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones, no
personal computers, no Internet chat rooms. We had friends - we went
outside
and found them.


if only i could turn back time


I'd go with you!

CruelVerdad
16th June 2003, 00:34
Very interesting, and true...
Those weird mails, that sometimes travel the internet.

Exploited Class
16th June 2003, 00:55
Looking back at my childhood, I wonder if my parents were trying to kill me.

Lawndarts, with the tips on them.

Wood burning kits.

I think I even had a toy called, "Small little pieces kids can choke on" but I am not 100% sure of that.