That depend on what happens to the abductee.Does it really matter whether the abductors are wearing uniforms or not?
That depend on what happens to the abductee.Does it really matter whether the abductors are wearing uniforms or not?
As long as the abductor is nice... it's okay?That depend on what happens to the abductee.
You and me and some of the other 40 plus folks on here, we were the last generation to live on planet earth that was not under total surveillance 24/7.
There is no excuse for breaking up a man's family because he let them play in the park. It is not a crime.
I am shocked that anybody thinks that there is anything wrong with what this man did,let alone criminal.There does seem to be an age
discrepancy among the different opinions here.
It seems like there has been a lot of frog boiling going on in the 50+ years since I was a kid that age.
I preferred climbing pines and maple trees myself. Fell out of a few, too-and lived to tell about it!Agreed.
I'm alarmed and saddened that so many people, even those here on RPF, have been so heavily indoctrinated into the "cult of safety" that seems to have been pushed heavily over the past couple of decades.
At the risk of sounding like a crusty old fart, when I was a kid:
* Seatbelts weren't mandatory and my younger brother and I bounced around unimpeded in the back of my family's 1975 Ford Station Wagon.
* 'Weapons' in school? Some of my friends brought their hunting rifles into school - they were refinishing them as a shop class project. And none of the guys I knew were ever without a handy dandy pocket knife.
* Not only did we play - unmonitored - in the local parks, one of our favorite places to play was an abandoned landfill. <<the horror!>> It was simply expected that we would come straggling in when it got dark outside.
* Not only were kids 'back then' not wrapped in bubble pack and protected from the world, we were given jobs - and responsibilities - that might terrify today's safety minded nanny state proponents. At nine years of age, I had cleaned out gutters, mowed lawns (without protective goggles and earplugs! - what were those?) and climbed fruit trees because I was light enough to pick the best juicy pears waayyy up at the top.
So let me ask the opinion of those here who are under the age of thirty: Does my world of "back then" sound as scary to you as your "safety first" world of today scares me? Because I'm frankly horrified at what sticklers for safety today's younger generations have become.
And all premised on the idea of Safety Über Alles.
When, in fact, it was much more dangerous then, than now.
And maybe that's just what we need is some danger, some risk, instead of this stultifying miasma of placid compliance and bleating safety, safety, safety at each other.
Fuck me, the Mayflower wasn't safe.
1776 wasn't safe.
The gold rush wasn't safe.
Racing early cars on the sands of Daytona wasn't safe.
The Wright Flyer wasn't safe.
This shit will seriously make me pop a blood vessel if I get worked up over it.
I preferred climbing pines and maple trees myself. Fell out of a few, too-and lived to tell about it!![]()
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Hey y'all-do modern playgrounds even have monkey bars and various climbing apparatus? Those were fun as hell, but I been helicopter parents and sissies would demand them torn down.![]()
Three wheelers, no helmets, seatbelts, left alone to figure things out. that was fun....but now you get arrested if your kid rides a bike without a helmet.....
From the 80's. A story about a 10yold and his alien.
how far we have come in 30 years.![]()
You sound a little defeated - how about we turn this around. Time to put our feet down!
The padding around here was usually sand (with occasional "surprise" rocks) and occasionally a bit of grass sprouting out of hard clay desert soil.The ones I've seen are very very low, and have several inches of fluffy rubber padding under them. When I was a kid, the padding was called "gravel."![]()
The padding around here was usually sand (with occasional "surprise" rocks) and occasionally a bit of grass sprouting out of hard clay desert soil.