Bars had like two types of draft beer: Molson Canadian Lager, or Molson Export Ale. (Or the Labatt equivalents.)
And I know it was like that in the US with equally shitty choices.
When we lived at Otis AFB (Cap Cod) in the late 1950s they were always building new housing units. And yeah, after quitting time and on weekends the empty, unsecured buildings made great sites for hide & seek, jumping out of ground floor windows (no glass in them yet), shouting up the stairwells to hear the echoes, roller skating on the concrete floors. Good times.
In the 60s and 70s, there were still substantial numbers of regional breweries and their beers were on tap in lots of bars. The age of bland, interchangeable macrobrews didn’t begin here until the 1980s.
I was in MA during my formative drinking years, and the drinking age was 18, so no problem. We had a bar on campus (at college, not HS 
) and used to get loaded there. Ah, the good ol’ days!! I was 21 when I moved out to CA, so I never had to skip a beat.
Now, we did have blue laws in MA, and you couldn’t buy even beer anywhere (package store) after 8:30 on Sat night. No matter how much we bought, we always ran out on Sunday and someone had to make a run up to NH to restock.
Those would have been Labatt Blue (the lager) or Labatt 50 (the ale). You never saw Black Label or Red Cap or Old Vienna on draft.
The bar would have had only one tap, but that made things easier, in a way. Since they all looked and tasted the same, you didn’t really care what was being served, and you could simply say, “I’ll have a draft.”
Homer Simpson Rashomon ftw!
Dear G-d. Is that satire or a better explanation?
The world wonders.
(re papers set on linos) - where? I worked at the WSJ in 1980 and typesetting was already computerized.
I have absolutely no idea what this means.
Note that it’s a 1950 film. Unless you were of moviegoing age then, or something of a film buff, you’re not likely to be familiar with it.
Or if you’re a Simpsons fan.
Or if you watched the Leverage episode “The Rashomon Job”
1973-1975 Palo Alto middle schools were still teaching manual typesetting and making kids stick their hands in a running platen press.
Only difference is the one we had was electric and only one speed-fast enough to be dangerous.
Each student had to print a set of business card and the press ran fast enough that you had to go in with the blank card in one hand while extracting the printed card with the other. And you had to time it right on each cycle.
And yet, FAR less prevalence of obesity back then.
In the (late) 1970s San Diego had at least one hard rock FM station, but now it doesn’t–not even a Jack or classic rock station. The KYXY 96, though, which was the top-40 pop station, is still here.
(ETA: Not even sure if the Jack concept still exists anymore.)
Some thread just reminded me of this one, a flashlight was a big heavy thing with multiple C or D cells that produced barely enough light and lasted barely long enough to find more batteries. And if you didn’t use the thing for a while there’s a good chance when you needed it the batteries would have leaked and ruined the flashlight.
There were also cool toy guns that looked like real guns without a red cap on the end. And cap guns with caps on a roll.
They never worked well. It was more fun to unroll the paper rolls on a hard surface and hit the caps with a hammer. 
You unrolled them?
True. A rock would do but a hammer was more fun. Of course we’d try to hit a whole roll with a hammer to get them to go off at once but it didn’t work. There were stick on caps also and we’d stick a bunch of them together to try to get a bigger bang but that didn’t work all that well and it was boring sticking caps together so we’d go down to the creek and throw rocks and catch crayfish and stuff. I wonder if kids still do that or do they just use a creek app on their phones?
A man who molested little girls was considered a child molester. A man who molested little boys was considered a homosexual!