We stayed out in bars until all hours, then drove home and no one thought twice about it!
No.
IvoryTowerDenizen said “I wonder what glurgy lists this generation of kids will make up…”
That’s the list I was talking about continuing.
Your post is the reason why I hate Facebook so much.
Did you really have to recopy the whole damn thing, you could have just said “The OP is the reason why I hate Facebook so much.”.
Wow… It’s the first time I’ve come across it, but you’re right. It seems to be spammed all over the web.
we knew that “generation” is a singular noun and wouldn’t have been caught dead using “were” in that sentence.
On a mildly unrelated note, I have to wonder why we don’t get glurge-bombed here every damn day of the week. Maybe it’s our vigilant and heroic moderators, but it seems like this place could degenerate into some kind of cross between Facebook and Snopes.com’s excellent glurge gallery, except posted in (apparent) earnest.
Yeah.
I actually flashed back to AOL: “Me too!” at the top of a huge chain of top-posted drivel and angst.
+1
Fark has a post re. Dad who accompanied his Daughter to Spring Break.
Yes, the one in Florida.
I think we have a new definition of “helicopter parent”.
At least the Philosophy PhD wrote her own bit of entitled demands. Will this twit write the same for his kids?
I live in an older suburb with schools for all ages in the immediate area. I know we have kids in the neighborhood because I see them coming home from school.
I rarely see them or hear them - the smaller ones seem to be allowed to ride their bikes a few doors down, but only if a parent is outside to monitor.
I have never heard a mother calling a kid to come home for dinner. Our moms had wonderfully-developed lungs.
Earlier today I was directed to this article from The Atlantic about overprotected kids. It was one of the most interesting things I’ve read in a while.
Amen, monstro, THAT is inspiring.
“A lot of us guys in the 2010s took testosterone shots . . . and only some of us got heart attacks, strokes, or dropped dead from them.”
Nostalgia just ain’t what it used to be.
This OP made exactly two posts and hasn’t been back since. I think we can assume that he/she’s no longer interested in fighting our ignorance, nor in having his/hers fought.
Back in my day we commented on the OP status and nobody called us on it.
Has anyone seen a hopscotch board in chalk? In the last 5 years?
When was the last wild tethered ball sighted in the US? How many lawyers were hovering over it?
Do girls still play with jacks? Jump rope?
I know marbles are all but extinct - how about baseballs?
Things change, but replacing a few close friends with a dozen(s) with whom you do little but exchange texts is probably not healthy.
Nor is obesity due to sitting on butt engrossed in yet another video screen.
On the plus side, I’ll be dead soon enough so I won’t be around to see the consequences of current trends.
Has anyone seen a hopscotch board in chalk? In the last 5 years?
When was the last wild tethered ball sighted in the US? How many lawyers were hovering over it?
Do girls still play with jacks? Jump rope?
I know marbles are all but extinct - how about baseballs?
Things change, but replacing a few close friends with a dozen(s) with whom you do little but exchange texts is probably not healthy.
Nor is obesity due to sitting on butt engrossed in yet another video screen.
On the plus side, I’ll be dead soon enough so I won’t be around to see the consequences of current trends.
Yes. They’re all over the school yard in the warmer months. I hop them whenever I see them, much to the embarrassment of my children.
Never seen one. Ever. I’ll be 40 in November. I think that one’s been gone for two generations now.
Yes and yes, but not as often as they engage in imaginative play and crafting/building play, at least among my daughter’s peer group.
My generation had nothing to to with marbles, either. Baseballs seem to be alive and well every time I walk in the park by me with half a dozen baseball fields, but hackey sacks, soccer balls and frisbees are more in favor at our kids’ schools because they keep 'em moving, not standing around waiting for something to happen.
Really, while things have changed, they haven’t changed quite as much as these glurge pieces would have one think. Just because you haven’t seen a hopscotch in years doesn’t mean they aren’t out there; it means we segregate children from non-parent adults just as much today as we ever did. I don’t think my father saw many hopscotch boards in his adult life, either. Today’s difference is that the parents of young kids are segregated on the children’s side of the divide instead of with all the other adults. Parents today are expected to share time with their children and to be their companions and playmates for many more hours out of the day than when my generation were kids.
It was World War II that heralded the end of the Age of Imperialism, not World War I (which wasn’t nearly as much people blindly charging into machine-gun fire as popular culture would have you believe). The whole reason Imperialism worked (to paraphrase Hilair Belloc) was because Whitey had machine-guns and the fuzzy-wuzzies didn’t.
When I was young, you know what? We’d play REAL video games, on a screen! None of this Virtual Reality goggle stuff. It was fenced in by a black border, and we were HAPPY!
And none of us had those Google glass things. When we got a text from a friend, we’d have to use our HANDS to pull the phone out of our pocket and wait for it to turn on so we could read the text! And that made us PATIENT and gave us one of the most creative, intelligent generations, dammit!
When we crashed our cars at 2am, the things didn’t go into reverse and steer us out of the way! Crashes build CHARACTER.
And don’t even start me on this ‘bottled air’ stuff. Pollutants, shmullutants.