Ah yes, the good old days of my youth.
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.Yes, it's a shame that the big mean old government stepped in and regulated what companies can put in their paint. That's too bad, because now we don't have as many kids growing up with the affects from lead poisoning. Bummer.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors
or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets.Yeah, what a waste of good plastic those child-proof caps are. If we could only go back to the good old days of unprotected medicine, we could have more bereaved parents of dead children! Wouldn't that be great?
And those child helmets they have nowadays look dorky. We were much cooler back then in the good old days. Well, at least those of us who didn't die from fractured skulls did, anyway.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.Yeah, those nasty government rules about car safety are way over-rated. It was much more smart to rely on the auto manufacturers, who would never put profit ahead of public safety.
Gee, and why bother with all that expensive safety equipment when everyone knows that its perfectly safe for mothers to hold babies in their arms in the front seat. Sheesh, what wimps kids are nowadays. Back in my day, when you got in a headon collision and went through the windshield, you brushed the glass out of your scalp, liked it, and asked for more!
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.Hell yeah! I never once saw an overweight kid back in my day. In the goold old days, we just ate whatever we pleased, because we knew that we would work it off by playing all day outside. And all that smoking we did while we were playing outside all day didn't hurt us, neither. Just ask my father-in-law. Oh wait, he died last month of heart disease at 62. Nevermind. Well, anyway, I'm sure the smoking and eating habits formed in the good old days had nothing to do with his death.
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.Yeah, those things all suck. Back in the good old days, we had these great black & white TV sets that, if you stood holding the rabbit ears a certain way, you could get a whopping four channels! And the sound that came from the mono radio--hoowee, was that great or what?
We had fights and punched each other and got black
and blue and learned to get over it.Yeah, I had a blast getting beat up all the time by the neighborhood bully. Wasn't that awesome? And the skills I gained from learning to "get over it" really came in handy later on in life. Skills like shooting, so that those ****ing bullies would never lay a hand on me again.
Yep, I sure do miss the good old days when a punk could beat the crap out of anyone for any reason, and get away with it.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.
Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Yes, weren't those days of exclusion great? I mean, the athletic white boys always had so much fun playing ball. So what if kids who didn't have the athletic talent didn't get to participate. They could always go study worms or some other weird things that all the freaks who couldn't play ball did. And I miss the days where we could keep all those uppity black kids off the team, too. And the girls, we kept them from playing, too. They stayed back home helping mama with the laundry, like God intended them to.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they
failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade. Horrors!Yeah, those dumb black kids from the innner school had no right to be trying to get an education in the first place. Don't they know that all tests should be the same, and based on what all of us white kids knew and what we experienced? I don't understand why they even wanted an equal education in the first place. I mean, the colored's were just going to grow up to be ditch diggers or garbage collectors, anyway.
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...Better yet, pass it on to every parent of a child who died in a car accident where no seat belts were available in the car, or to the parents of the children who died of accidental poisoning because of a lack of safety caps. Pass it on to all the people of color, or to women, who were descriminated against in the "good old days".
Pass it on to them, and they will tell you to go to hell!
What a stupid ****ing thread.
