actually I can't take credit for that rant. a friend of mine sent it to me about 5 years ago.
cable was available when I was a kid (moved out in 84), but not at our house.
we had a remote though, well my dad did. he'd call me into the room and tell me to change the channel.
we also lived right on the edge of our school district. so I went to school in one town but all of our untiles where from the next towns service district. not a problem for most things but the only friends who's houses I could call (without long distance charges) were the ones who's houses I could see from the back porch.
I don't feel I had it hard. I had a lot of work to do (3+ hours Sun-Fri, 7am to 4pm on most Saturdays). but I see some of the crap my kids have had to go through, and I don't envy them a bit.
life is complicated for kids now, to many rules, regulations or committees getting involved. it was simpler when I was a kid, starting to get complicated, more complicated than it was for my father, but nothing like my kid has to deal with.
you have girls being suspended on drug charges for bringing mydol in their purse, you have D.A.R.E. programs telling kids they are hero's if they talk publicly about their parents private life. we have 18yr old kids in our state penn who are doing 7 years for a mutually instigated fist-fight where neither party pressed charges(I guess the guy I know is 22 now, only 3 more years until he gets out).
when I was a kid, as long as what you were doing didn't cause any problems for other people (or at least if they weren't so mad that dad had to hear about it), you where pretty much OK. life was fairly straight forward, don't let your life be a problem for anyone else, work hard, and take care of your family before you worry about what you'd like. I would love to get back to a place (maybe there never was a place, but I was just too young to know it) were that was enough. were a guy could be a stand-up guy and still get ahead. seems like lately only the bellybutton kissers and political types get ahead anymore. honesty and directness are serious career liability's, even in construction trades, which I was initially drawn too because it was one of the few work opportunities left were you're worth was judged on your work and your character, and not so much on who you played golf with or what clubs you belong to.
I grew up in the last few days of the "John Wayne code"-
I won't be wronged
I won't be insulted
and I won't be laid a hand on
I don't do these things to other men, and I won't tolerate them being done to me.
it seemed a reasonable code, and if somebody violated it, it was reasonable grounds to kick their ass. you'd do it, and stay there until the cops or the teachers showed up. you'd admit to it and tell them why. then that would be the end of it. he had it coming after all, "probably good for him, he might learn some manners along the way".
today you'd do serious time in prison for enforcing 'the code'.
I'd take extra work and physical discomfort, to do away with all the crap entangling our lives today. I think all things totaled, grampa had it easier than my kid.