I just received this in an email. I found it quite funny and (sadly) VERY TRUE!
Excuse the formatting as I am just pasting it…
Over 35
People over 35 should be dead.
Here’s why …………
According to today’s regulators
and bureaucrats, those of us
who were kids in the 40’s,
50’s, 60’s, or even maybe
the early 70’s probably
shouldn’t have survived.Our baby cribs were covered
with bright colored lead-based
paint.We had no childproof lids
on medicine bottles, doors
or cabinets, … ! and when we
rode our bikes, we had no
helmets.
(Not to mention the risks
we took hitchhiking.)As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts
or air bags.Riding in the back of a pickup
truck on a warm day was
always a special treat.We drank water from the
garden hose and not from
a bottle.Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and
butter, and drank soda pop
with sugar in it, but we were
never overweight because
we were always outside
playing.We shared one soft drink
with four friends, from one
bottle, and no one actually
died from this.We would spend hours building
our go-carts out of scraps
and then rode down the hill,
only to find out we forgot
the brakes.After running into the bushes
a few times, we learned to
solve the problem.We would leave home in the
morning and play all day,
as long as we were back
when the! street lights
came on.No one was able to
reach us all day.NO CELL PHONES!!!!!
U n t h i n k a b l e !
We did not have Playstations,
Nintendo 64! , X-Boxes, no
video games at all, no 99
channels on cable, video
tape movies, surround
sound, personal cell phones,
personal computers, or Internet
chat rooms.We had friends!
We went outside and found
them.We played dodge ball, and
sometimes, the ball would
really hurt.We fell out of trees, got
cut and broke bones and
teeth, and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.They were accidents.
No one was to blame but us.
Remember accidents?
We had fights and punched
each other and got black
and blue and learned to get
over it.We made up games with
sticks and tennis balls and
ate worms, and although we
were told it would happen,
we did not put out very many
eyes, nor did the worms
live inside us forever.We rode bikes or walked to
a friend’s home and knocked
on the door, or rang the
bell or just walked in and
talked to them.Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.
Those who didn’t had to
learn to deal with disappointment.Some students weren’t as smart as others, so they
failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the
same grade.Horrors!
Tests were not adjusted
for any reason.Our actions were our own.
Consequences were expected.
The idea of a parent bailing
us out if we broke a law
was unheard of.They actually sided
with the law.Imagine that!
This generation has produced
some of the best risk-takers
and problem solvers and
inventors, ever.The past 50 years have
been an explosion of
innovation and new
ideas.We had freedom, failure,
success and responsibility,
and we learned how to deal
with it all.And you’re one of them!
Congratulations!
Please pass this on to others
who have had the luck to grow
up as kids, before lawyers
and government regulated our
lives, for our own good !!!!!people under 35 are WIMPS
Robert Bou-Hamdan
Mortgage Adviser
http://www.mortgagepackaging.com.auFREE Finance-Related Newsletter – Click Here
Comments made are of a general nature and should not be construed as individual advice.
© 2004 Mortgage Packaging Pty LtdAll true!
But when you stop and think, it is “mostly” us over 35’ers that are creating the current conditions by spoiling our children rotten.
We’ve created the cult of child worship are intilling an attitude of fear and blame.
I wonder why that is?
Robert,
Nice post. I’m 35, so borderline I guess, but all the stuff in your post rings true.
Its a shame the world has changed as much as it has from those days. Its little wonder Australia is rapidly catching up with the US with our obesity epidemic. Bring back go-karts and back yard cricket I say! (But, I guess you’d need a backyard to play backyard cricket and most new houses don’t have big enough ones…)
Cheers,
Michael.My Grandfather always said that when they ( friends etc ) got into trouble, a policeman would “give you a clip behind the ear, a foot up the butt, then take you home for Dad to deal with you.” Imagine if a policeman did that now??
“Looking forward to the day when I can tell the boss where to go”
That happened when I was a kid. I am only 33. I copped a few kicks in the butt from policeman!
Robert Bou-Hamdan
Mortgage Adviser
http://www.mortgagepackaging.com.auFREE Finance-Related Newsletter – Click Here
Comments made are of a general nature and should not be construed as individual advice.
© 2004 Mortgage Packaging Pty LtdHEY, I am ‘only’ 28 and it all rings true apart from the lead paint…
We were more terrified of Mum’s rubber double plugger than of anything else in the whole world. She only had to reach towards her feet to grab a thong and we would be on our best behaviour.
TV- in regional WA all we had was ABC.
And I still drink from the garden hose. Always seemed to taste better than the kitchen tap.
~jo~
Rob,
That’s a great point you’ve raised. It’s a bit like ‘save the children’ syndrome. I’ve never understood that. What does that mean? You reach a certain age and then you’re off the ‘love list?’ I think we should love people of all ages or forget it. I mean think about it! What if you die and you’re not a child?
Picture people locking arms around a cemetery and a hearse rocks up.
“She can’t come in”.
“She was 96!”.
“No, she’s not a child”.
“What do you mean, she was hit by a bus.”
(next you hear an anti abortionist yelling out)
“THERE’S OPTIONS!”
“What do you mean, we have to get her stuffed?”.
Yes life was different when I was a child. Who would have thought we’d have the internet? When I was a child we were poor. When I was a child we had it tough! I had to wake up at 10 0’clock in the morning, half an hour before I went to bed, go down the mine and work 29 hours a day and come home and get thrashed to bed with a broken bottle and then our parents would kill us and dance on our grave dancing ‘Alleluiah’ if we were lucky!
And you know what the saddest thing is? You try and tell the young people of today that and ‘they wouldn’t believe you!’.
Cheers,
Gatsby!
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