Right after I graduated from college in 1976, I picked up a CB and spent the summer hanging out with old friends from high school. In time, I discovered the "CB culture" in the area was oriented to beach bonfire parties with lots of beer, marijuana and fighting that included knives and guns. The crazies would actively hunt each other, pull down CB antenna with grappling hooks and a 4X4 and shoot out windows with a 12 gauge shotgun. I decided that crowd was too rough for my tastes. I studied for my ham license and found a slightly better educated group of people there. The choice in radio gear was significantly better too.
Well..........you wild thing. Glad you gained some some sense with age. Methinks we have all been there at one time or another. Just part of maturation.
It was a rough volunteer job, it was new here then and the cops didn't care for us, no cooperation. The gangbangers got police scanners, would here our reports to one another and chase our cars down the street. When I was about 6 months pregnant and winter I stopped -g-