Do You Remember Life BEFORE the Nanny State

I do, I climbed trees, rode bikes WITHOUT A HELMET, went in the woods hunting snakes, drank milk, sodas full of sugar, MAN I miss those 16oz returnable bottles. ICE COLD Coke, and somehow, I survived. WITHOUT the Nanny State protecting me! Milton Wolf recalls the good old days too.

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darcprynce says : February 22, 2012 at 6:04 pm
I’m 49 years old, and when I was a kid, wearing knee pads and a helmet when you rode a bicycle or a go-cart would have been much more dangerous than not wearing them… because if anyone saw you in those things, they would have kicked the living shit out of you!

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- Gatordoug says : February 22, 2012 at 6:12 pm
  YEP! The wussification of our kids is a tragedy
  
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  - darcprynce says : February 22, 2012 at 6:31 pm
    In fact, my parents probably would have thought I was a queer if I’da put on such gear just to ride a bike. Heck, I used to play tackle football in the snow without any pads or a helmet. My friends and I used to look forward to winter just so we didn’t have to play two-hand touch football anymore… cuz touch was too girly.
Thistle says : February 22, 2012 at 7:36 pm
I’ll be 49 in September & remember those good old days very fondly.Sadly my nieces & nephews in their early-mid 20′s & their children wont have the same memories of freedom & tranquilty as us older relatives.

Growing up I climbed & jumped from trees at 20 ft on the grass,off the roof to a pile of leaves at parent’s house,rode BMX bicycles,skateboards,go carts & mini bikes (No helmets or kneepads either!).Have been a part-time logger & forestry worker since 17 & worked construction full-time since 21.

Safety is great & all,but there’s such a thing as common sense & experience.With the liberal nanny state,no can even breathe anymore.

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Mary Brockman says : February 23, 2012 at 8:20 am
I’m glad I got to enjoy it longer. I’m 64

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SOYLENT GREEN says : February 23, 2012 at 8:47 am
Back then, just the lap-belt seatbelt in cars was optional.
Remember Jarts, the lawn dart game? Mine had sharpened tips–we stuck ‘em in trees like James Coburn throwing knives in “The Magnificent Seven.”
Chemistry sets filled with flammable liquids and poisons,
Carbide Cannons–big ones–you could order from the backs of comic books…those were the days.

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