Author Topic: things were different... (Read 1068 times)

lazs2 · « **on:** June 25, 2005, 09:42:31 AM »

Ok.. can't imagine what it would be like to grow up in todays world.

I grew up in a different time... not better... different. I suppose that there might be something to the libs idea that you can form people based on what you ban or allow them to say or do tho...

when I grew up there was a lot of construction work out there... Paid good... truckdriving and welding and running a mill paid good too and... you could do it "under the table" or for as long as you liked...

My crowd was fairly common.. we would work high paying construction jobs for a few months or welding or machine shop and then get unemployment and ride Harleys and party the rest of the year...

We drank on the job and every job had somebody selling drugs but I allways had my own anyway... allmost all my work was done on crank or coke and beer. Most of us had been arrested or had warrants but it took a real screw up to lose your drivers licence.

You screwed every woman in sight and never even thought about STD's...

You carried guns out in the open and shot where it seemed safe.

lazs

beet1e · « **Reply #1 on:** June 25, 2005, 09:44:26 AM »

Lazs - do a poll and ask who would like to live in your Utopia.

lazs2 · « **Reply #2 on:** June 25, 2005, 09:54:21 AM »

Not about living in it... About growing up in it. Seems the kids today are scared of everything... rightly so... it's all either illegal with huge fines or loss of rights or, like sex... will kill em if they slip up..

We pissed away our youth doing what I described... they lose theirs behind a school desk hoping to get a desk job in a cubicle after they get out of school.

lazs

Furball · « **Reply #3 on:** June 25, 2005, 10:16:16 AM »

sounds like fun!

Toad · « **Reply #4 on:** June 25, 2005, 10:21:59 AM »

Yeah, the big difference in growing up now, to me, is that everything a kid does is a capital crime.

Some kid calls another kid a name in the schoolyard, wham... suspended for two weeks.

Caught with a beer at a party? Wham, off the football team for the entire season.

Part of life is making mistakes. Not all mistakes should receive the "nuclear option" as a response.

That's what has really made a big change, IMO.

Hangtime · « **Reply #5 on:** June 25, 2005, 10:34:53 AM »

This nation is raising progressive generations of increasingly pampered panzies.. now, no more dodgeball. Musn't expose the lil ones to trauma or peer contact sports!!

Doom.. destruction... defeat will likely come at the hands of some french women with whips and hand creme.

Men's skin creme.. men's sweetheart.. men's hair color 'because your worth it too'.. cripes, whats next; men's vaginal itch and anti drip ointment?

And Viagra.. jeezus; what a hoot.. "If you can't get me 'in the mood' it's because yer ugly, saggy butt and hideous meat flaps just don't turn me on anymore... but if yah get me drunk and feed me some blue pills, well hey.."

I'd rather see my grandkids grow up in the america of my youth than the one Dr Spock created. Hope some patriot with a time machine goes back and beats the hell outta the guy every time he opens his yap. While he's back there, he oughta look up Senator Proxmire and punch his ticket a few times too.

beet1e · « **Reply #6 on:** June 25, 2005, 10:45:49 AM »

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Originally posted by lazs2
We pissed away our youth doing what I described... they lose theirs behind a school desk hoping to get a desk job in a cubicle after they get out of school.

I spent about a year, working in a cubicle in CA (Walnut Creek). I can confirm that it sucks.

culero · « **Reply #7 on:** June 25, 2005, 10:47:54 AM »

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Originally posted by beet1e
Lazs - do a poll and ask who would like to live in your Utopia.

I was there, and have many fond memories

culero

spitfiremkv · « **Reply #8 on:** June 25, 2005, 11:02:10 AM »

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Originally posted by beet1e
I spent about a year, working in a cubicle in CA (Walnut Creek). I can confirm that it sucks.

ditto
what kind of life is this **** supposed to be?

Hangtime · « **Reply #9 on:** June 25, 2005, 11:20:37 AM »

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Originally posted by beet1e
I spent about a year, working in a cubicle in CA (Walnut Creek). I can confirm that it sucks.

I spent the 70's living in Walnut Creek.. on Ygnacio Valley Road, big apartment complex called Stoneridge. There was a bar in town.. the Refectory. Good music, babes, bikes, booze.. a blast. Great Rib place in town.. Emil Villa's. Met my wife there.. she was working in a Deli called New York West. The Love's BBQ pit... I had a blast in Walnut Creek. I loved how the hills turned green in winter.. the BART; the massive mall out in Pleasant Hill.. fond memories of the place.

My wife used to beat the hell outta some fast-arsed brit fer giggles on friday nights.. wuz that you Beet1e?

beet1e · « **Reply #10 on:** June 25, 2005, 12:07:27 PM »

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Originally posted by Hangtime
I spent the 70's living in Walnut Creek.. on Ygnacio Valley Road, big apartment complex called Stoneridge. There was a bar in town.. the Refectory. Good music, babes, bikes, booze.. a blast. Great Rib place in town.. Emil Villa's. Met my wife there.. she was working in a Deli called New York West. The Love's BBQ pit... I had a blast in Walnut Creek. I loved how the hills turned green in winter.. the BART; the massive mall out in Pleasant Hill.. fond memories of the place.

My wife used to beat the hell outta some fast-arsed brit fer giggles on friday nights.. wuz that you Beet1e?

Yeah, that wuz me. Did she tell you what we did afterwards? She was good at it.

My journey to work took me out of Concord, across Willow Pass Road and down Clayton, then across Ygnacio Valley Road to my office (Bechtel) in a road called Wiggle/Waggle/Widget - or something like that.

I seem to remember that deli - if it's the same one, we used to order lunch from there.

If you're still with the same woman, Hangtime, enjoy your evening - and don't do anything I haven't done!

Skydancer · « **Reply #11 on:** June 25, 2005, 12:12:06 PM »

Yep Lazs you are officialy old!

When you start thinking it was better back in your day you have made it to Old age !

Congratulations

;)

On a more serious note we are all lucky we could choose what to do with our youth. My Grandfathers generation spent it in uniform or down a pit fighting wars. Many of them didn't make it past youth did they! I count myself lucky that I didn't have to do that!

Hangtime · « **Reply #12 on:** June 25, 2005, 12:24:53 PM »

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Originally posted by beet1e
Yeah, that wuz me. Did she tell you what we did afterwards? She was good at it.

If you're still with the same woman, Hangtime, enjoy your evening - and don't do anything I haven't done!

Yup.. and she's still good at it. And yup, I'm still 'with' her.. tho we divorced over 20 years ago, and THEN had/raised a kid together. Our relationship never came with 'owners papers' for either of us; probably why were still damn good friends after 30 years.

Jackal1 · « **Reply #13 on:** June 25, 2005, 12:35:43 PM »

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Originally posted by culero
I was there, and have many fond memories

culero

Same here. Some of the best of the best in times.
We had one county cop that worked our section of the county. That`s all that was needed then . If something major went down , then they would call in help from another sector, but much wasn`t needed.
If someone called in on us about drinking or raising hell on a Saturday night in this small town, this cop would come up and tell us to take out of town and out of sight. Was a lot of times he would flag off our quarter mile bike drags on an FM road.
He had a scooter hisself and spoke the language.
Good times, great memories.

lazs2 · « **Reply #14 on:** June 25, 2005, 01:04:59 PM »

skyprancer... I am old. I make no claims to be otherwise.

I was listening to jethro tulls "too old to rock and roll" song on XM the other day and it got me thinking is all...

There is/was and awkward time when you are too old to enjoy a lot of the things that you did but too young to go completely sedate.

I don't do drugs or drink or even smoke anymore... I still do dangerous things by some peoples standards I suppose but...

I allready had my fill of drugs and booze and all that goes with it... I have the memories tho and no regrets..

I did what I did then.... It was a roller coaster balst that was hard to describe....

Today I took my 3 year old grand daughter to the park and pushed her on the swing and played on the stupid little kid crap for a couple of hours....

Two completely different lives...Point is... I wouldn't want to have missed out on either life.

But.. It all made me who I am for better or worse. maybe that is why I think the way I do.... I think I have enjpyed both sides.

I am glad I am not a 50 year old man with a wife and a minvan and a booze problem I won't admit and a crap job and wearing dockers and thinking that treaveling means seeing old buildings..

I just wonder what the 20 somethings are experiancing today and how it will form how they think. Toad voices what I fear is happening and what I see... lives ruined... secret drug use..

lazs