I am 60 in October, but I resemble this remark. My Momma would call us in at dark for supper and casually ask, "Well, what did you do today?" Good Times!
True! We were latch-key kids. We were out all summer and only came home to eat. I walked to and from school from age 6. I survived a 'kidnapping attempt' but my sister would have been taken - she wanted the sweets! Life was good. I feel sorry for today's kids.
I'm amazed any of us Gen X's took the poison, we know you can't trust those guys, we didn't have a heavy vax schedule growing up, and noone cared if we had the flu or a cold.
1. Risk was measured in whether or not an activity could result in a broken leg.
2. Riding our freestyle bikes, dozens of times, from San Diego to San Clemente....on I-5!
3. Played war with pellet guns and built actual prisons for POW's.
4. As I've mentioned before; poured Kool-Aid in Wonder Bread, rolled it in a ball and swallowed in one fell swoop; then chased it with a cold hot dog out of fridge.
5. Syphoning gas from parents when funds were running low.
6. I have 85 stitches in 7 different spots.
7. Played 4 games of baseball with a fractured arm - parents refused to believe it was broke.
8. Duct tapped my younger brother to the kitchen table and left him there all day because he was playing with my Star Wars figures too much.
This is the exact problem with the Zennials - they were never given the chance to grow into functional humans via free play, unsupervised by Mom. I'm not sure how you grow those networks in the brain past 20 years old, so it's pretty devastating.
I’m 67. Middle of boomers. We’ve screwed up a lot of shit. A whole lot of shit. But two things most of us did as kids are gonna come in handy in the future. First, Since schoolyard brawls were an everyday thing, we learned how to fight and a hell of a lot of us can still hold our own. Second, we learned how to circle the wagons as needed. Kind of like the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Oh, and we got kicked out of the house every Saturday morning and told to not reappear until dinner time. And we rode our banana seat high handlebar bikes off steep jump ramps without a helmet in sight.
I think a lot of us are ready to circle the wagons and kick some ass.
I couldn’t cook a full meal by 7, but I could cook. Everything else on that is pretty spot-on, to include the evasion of kidnappers (for reals). Adults stuck together too. If you broke someone’s property, parents chatted about it and paid out for damages. No parent worth their salt ever tried to dodge that shit; and you got a smack too. Also left out was that we dealt with actual racism, like, straight out in the open racism. I was from a mixed family. My dad was very dark but Hispanic and mom is white as can be. And in the 70s, people looked sideways at interracial marriages. I never gave it much thought. Sometimes someone would drop the “N” bomb on me and I’d just laugh. I wasn’t even black. Racists are so stupid. But ya. Yelling the the “N” word at you in public wasn’t common but it happened. We were poor as fuck too. But my mother never went on welfare. She thought it was too corrupting; she didn’t want to pass that on to us. I started working summers in San Fran. My brother and I would get on a bus or train and go from Washington to San Fran, by ourselves when I was 14 (brother was 13). And bud trips that far was...an adventure. Played a lot of “army” and watched a lot of westerns. Carried BB guns around town. Those were days. You learned a lot about yourself and people, back then. I wouldn’t say society was designed to raise capable adults. It was just the way it was. But today it does seem as if society is designed to raise sheeple.
Love this as a rallying cry! I’m between generations (generation MY SO CALLED LIFE) but close enough. For anyone following astrology on this, we know this pluto-in-Leo generation won’t give up power till we wrench it from their cold dead hands. It’s why we have so many mummies still calling the shots, they can’t get off the stage!
I hate these posts about Gen X! I have to read every single comment, saying to myself; "yep", "check. check", "me too", "not me, but most of my friends", etc, etc... Don't you guys know that I have a ton of stuff I'm supposed to be doing right now??? Consider all of your comments "liked". ;-)
He forgot the part about knowing how to take a bus/train by 12….
Ron DeSantis is a GenXer. Just sayin’.
I am 60 in October, but I resemble this remark. My Momma would call us in at dark for supper and casually ask, "Well, what did you do today?" Good Times!
True! We were latch-key kids. We were out all summer and only came home to eat. I walked to and from school from age 6. I survived a 'kidnapping attempt' but my sister would have been taken - she wanted the sweets! Life was good. I feel sorry for today's kids.
I'm amazed any of us Gen X's took the poison, we know you can't trust those guys, we didn't have a heavy vax schedule growing up, and noone cared if we had the flu or a cold.
About ready to turn 52. The good old days:
1. Risk was measured in whether or not an activity could result in a broken leg.
2. Riding our freestyle bikes, dozens of times, from San Diego to San Clemente....on I-5!
3. Played war with pellet guns and built actual prisons for POW's.
4. As I've mentioned before; poured Kool-Aid in Wonder Bread, rolled it in a ball and swallowed in one fell swoop; then chased it with a cold hot dog out of fridge.
5. Syphoning gas from parents when funds were running low.
6. I have 85 stitches in 7 different spots.
7. Played 4 games of baseball with a fractured arm - parents refused to believe it was broke.
8. Duct tapped my younger brother to the kitchen table and left him there all day because he was playing with my Star Wars figures too much.
I could go on...:]
Remember how special our parents thought we were whenever we didn’t want to do something? They would say, “What do you think, you’re special?”
This is the exact problem with the Zennials - they were never given the chance to grow into functional humans via free play, unsupervised by Mom. I'm not sure how you grow those networks in the brain past 20 years old, so it's pretty devastating.
I’m 67. Middle of boomers. We’ve screwed up a lot of shit. A whole lot of shit. But two things most of us did as kids are gonna come in handy in the future. First, Since schoolyard brawls were an everyday thing, we learned how to fight and a hell of a lot of us can still hold our own. Second, we learned how to circle the wagons as needed. Kind of like the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Oh, and we got kicked out of the house every Saturday morning and told to not reappear until dinner time. And we rode our banana seat high handlebar bikes off steep jump ramps without a helmet in sight.
I think a lot of us are ready to circle the wagons and kick some ass.
also more likely can drive a standard transmission
and shoot you.....
My mom brought surgical needle and sutures when my parents brought their 8 kids camping.
This really isn't that far off from the truth.
I was full-on feral for most of my childhood.
I forgot to take my house key with me and had to get the extra one from the neighbor more times than I can count.
I couldn’t cook a full meal by 7, but I could cook. Everything else on that is pretty spot-on, to include the evasion of kidnappers (for reals). Adults stuck together too. If you broke someone’s property, parents chatted about it and paid out for damages. No parent worth their salt ever tried to dodge that shit; and you got a smack too. Also left out was that we dealt with actual racism, like, straight out in the open racism. I was from a mixed family. My dad was very dark but Hispanic and mom is white as can be. And in the 70s, people looked sideways at interracial marriages. I never gave it much thought. Sometimes someone would drop the “N” bomb on me and I’d just laugh. I wasn’t even black. Racists are so stupid. But ya. Yelling the the “N” word at you in public wasn’t common but it happened. We were poor as fuck too. But my mother never went on welfare. She thought it was too corrupting; she didn’t want to pass that on to us. I started working summers in San Fran. My brother and I would get on a bus or train and go from Washington to San Fran, by ourselves when I was 14 (brother was 13). And bud trips that far was...an adventure. Played a lot of “army” and watched a lot of westerns. Carried BB guns around town. Those were days. You learned a lot about yourself and people, back then. I wouldn’t say society was designed to raise capable adults. It was just the way it was. But today it does seem as if society is designed to raise sheeple.
Love this as a rallying cry! I’m between generations (generation MY SO CALLED LIFE) but close enough. For anyone following astrology on this, we know this pluto-in-Leo generation won’t give up power till we wrench it from their cold dead hands. It’s why we have so many mummies still calling the shots, they can’t get off the stage!
I hate these posts about Gen X! I have to read every single comment, saying to myself; "yep", "check. check", "me too", "not me, but most of my friends", etc, etc... Don't you guys know that I have a ton of stuff I'm supposed to be doing right now??? Consider all of your comments "liked". ;-)