[arasina]

Ahhh....the memories of real freedom! No locks on doors, outside playing until it got too dark to see, riding bikes with your friends on roads where cars were rare, playing games like tag and "sandwich" and Red Rover, picking up grasshoppers and hoping they'd spit their "tobacco" juice, playing with paper dolls , watching Captain Kangaroo on TV, eating paste/dirt/tar/leaves, covering dimes with mercury, driving a homemade Go-Kart in the back yard, dressing up for church on Sunday---including white cotton gloves in the warmer months---and going for a drive with Mom and Dad afterward...and thousands more.

Those were the BPC days: Before Politically Correct. Does anyone remember exactly when things started taking a turn toward our current emprisoning lifestyle?

[NYDave]

<<"Does anyone remember exactly when things started taking a turn toward our current emprisoning lifestyle?">>

I was born in '43 so I can identify with all of the comments of what was our freedom in our youth. Didn't the whole PC thing start to evolve around the time of the "Great Society"? I think the evolution can be accounted for by the increase in the government's invovement in our lives. That certainly escalated back in the 60's. We passed, much needed, civil rights legislation but that has morfed into a society of victemization. If a kid falls off his bike, we have to legislate protective measures. The gov. is just too big and intrusive and the lawyers are out of control. Just give me a home where the buffalo roam and stay the f**k out of my life. Amen.