A buddy of mine sent me this today, it's so true


People over 35 should be dead. Here's why............

According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, or even maybe the early 70's probably shouldn't have survived.

Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets,...and when we rode our bikes, we didn't have helmets. (Not to mention the risks we took hitch-hiking.)

As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.

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

Horrors!

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes 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 when the street lights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. No cell phones. Unthinkable!

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms. We had friends!

We went outside and found them.
We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt. We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
They were accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
We made up games with sticks and tennis ***** and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade.
Horrors!
Tests were not adjusted for any reason.

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 how to deal with it all. And you're one of them! Congratulations!

Please pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good
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Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors?

 

hahaha....sad but true..Now-A-Days life is to modern for me...I feel that concrete slowly creeping up on the land..

 

Excellent Rick! I remember riding in the back seat of my parent's 54 Ford, reading comic books on a long trip. No ac and no seatbelts. I can just imagine being locked up in a child's seat like a prisoner. When we stopped for the day, I would go out in the country and shoot my pellet rifle.

 

So we had teachers & Parents that cared about education. Less additives in our food and water. And we were aloud to be kids. How strange is that. Do we need to go back in time?

 

What about TPing houses. That use to be fun too.

Telling your enemy to meet you "afterschool, in the tan bark". You waited till everyone to get there, and then begun to fight. Everyone from school showed up too. If the principal found out, you were paddled. LOL.

Actually, as a teenager, my parent took me to the police station, to leave me there for a weekend. Mainly to scare me, but the officer said they didn't do that anymore.

It was right about the go-cart stuff. LOL, I miss my bigwheel! We lived on a very steep hill. I would fly down that thing, straight through the intersection non-stop. One day, I almost went under a bus. I got the bus schedule, and continued to ride my bigwheel until the bus came around. I loved to pull the brake, and spin out. Those were fun times!!

 

Used to drink red dye #2 & #3 with unprotected prostitutes too.

 

Just think of all the things our Government protects us from nowadays. All of those things we used to do but are now saved from, -for our own good! Ralph Nader, crayons you can't even see the marks from, lawn mowers you have to hang on to or they will turn off that cost 3x times too much, cars that tell us if a door has suddenly turned into a jar...

 

Are You Over 35 ?

Is a bear Catholic? Does the Pope...

 

I had to read it twice ...

 

Those were the days...
I used to work before school and after. Played hard, full contact back-yard football and pick-up baseball games on the weekends. And I ate watermelon seeds and cherry pits and nothing sprouted out of my ears either. I done alright, haven't been in jail (longer than an overniter) have a good job and did my time in the service of this great nation of ours.

 

I can't tell you how many times I wrecked on my bike doing crazy stuff. (no helmet) I remember playing ding-dong ditch and not have to worry about being shot. Ghosts in the graveyard across the entire neighborhood and not worry about being abducted. Life seemed simpler then. Number one reason for school detention was chewing bubble gum or talking and passing notes. If there was a fight it stopped when blood was drawn. So much more to worry about these days.

 

Oh, the memories.

 

Kids today do not know how to have fun. If they are faced with a situation of having to find someting to do they just say they are bored. When i was a kid bored wasnt an option. I remember my Mom telling my Sister and I to get out of the house and stay out. If we were to tell our kids that these days we would probably be arrested. We live in the middle of 80 acres of pasture and woods and my 13 year old has a problem finding things to do....

And God forbid if it is warm outside, when the temp gets above 80, the kids refuse to leave the house saying it too hot outside.
I have been tempted many times to shut off the AC for a week or so to get them used to the heat. We didnt even have AC when I was a kid. On hot days you cooled off with the water hose.

My kids think they have to have $10,000 worth of toys to have a good time. Life is just too boring without a 4wheeler and a seadoo. Yet my 13 year old has said that he enjoys the simple things in life. I once asked him what that was and he said you know, riding my 4wheeler and playing my playstation2....
I really feel sorry for their kids......

 

We ought to vaporize most of the law schools.

Those were great days and wonderful times. They can regulate them out of existence but they can't steal the memories.

 

Folks 27 years ago I pulled the ultimate time travel trip. I was born in the early 50's in Alameda,Ca. East S.F. Bay Area and grew up in sleepy little towns like Union City, Cherryland, San Lorenzo, Hayward etc. Some people called it paradise for kids. I certainly thought it was. It was still sort of suburban farm country, truck farms horses & some cattle. A few orchards from the old Spanish domain & lots of history.
We were just about the only dangerous things around when I was a kid, I mean dangerous to ourselves. We were gone as soon as we cleaned up breakfast dishes and chores and didn't come back until someone got hurt or the dinner gong got beat on
When I got out of the Navy in 76 and came home to the Bum's Rush us vets were getting. I started looking for somewhere more like where I grew up; to raise my kids. I remembered this place we stopped at for "Flag Tour" just up the coast Vancouver, Canada. So I took a few weeks look around and found that the "Lower Mainland" was even better than I could have hoped for. I figured I had 20 years before it caught up with the Bay Area!
My then wife and I applied to immigrate to Canada. Big Pain in the Butt! after all of the paperwork, interviews, record searches, medical testing and such we had to wait 3 years for approval. By that time the marriage was coming apart at the seams. Anyway I did finally make it here and settled in Hobby Farm and Horse Country raised my kids in a decent crime and pollution free environment where we knew all the neighbors and they knew us.
The only thing I was wrong about was I didn't get the full 20 years. By 1996 we had pretty much caught up with the rest of the world when it came to crime and traffic and road rage and rudeness. But at least I proved that you can go back... even if it is only for a few years. I wouldn't change a thing.
JK