We are frogs in a pot that is now reaching the boiling point. I remember the freedoms we enjoyed in the 60s, 70s and 80s and wish we could return to that time. Too many people have learned to love the nanny state and our overlords.
I road on the tailgate of my dad’s pick-up truck with my feet hanging over the edge and occasionally touching the road. If you weren’t careful, the road would pull you from the truck and the other kids in the back would have to yell for dad to stop. I climbed pine and pecan trees all the way to the top and although I never fell, my eldest sister did once. It knocked the breath out of her but she survived to climb again. We had no seat belts, and no car seats, but I still managed to live to a ripe old age.
I see it more like crabs in a pot ...
the ones who like the pot , trying to pull the escapes back down to join them.
Right or left .... they don't like the “authoritarian” state...
EXCEPT ..... when it is doing the “correct” thing.
People just don't seem to get that power can work for or against you ... better just to not give it away.
"on the tailgate"
see... life lessons ..
the road is hard
pot holes can teach you about energy/mass/velocity ... even gravity
It's funnier if someone else takes the lick
Your dad really does love you (if he comes back)