I guess I am too old to learn the new ways.

[Raynine]

I am never going be like the “cool” people over there at the college. When I hear terms like “reproductive rights” I have no idea what these people are saying. These are Kamala Harris people.

When I go to a family gathering there are all these little humans underfoot. They run, they jump on you, and they laugh and giggle loudly as they just enjoy being alive. Sometimes they show up on their “Big wheels” and bounce off curbs. This can be annoying for educated people with advanced degrees and they see it as noise pollution that needs to be stamped out.

People like this are way beyond my pay grade and they want to fundamentally change my ignorant world to make me happier I guess. I am old now and occasionally I can get a hug from one of my great grandchildren. I got those hugs from my own children, but I had no idea then how important those hugs were.

When I see those precious little humans I just can’t square what I hear from the postmodern academic world that things would have been better for me if those little ones had been flushed down a pipe and used for stem cells.

I guess you just can’t teach an old dog a new trick.

 

[1srelluc]

I wish they had Big Wheels when I was a kid......They look like fun.

I did see a guy make a sled out of one for his kid. All he did was to put a ski like attachment on the front and an inverted a snow shovel across the back wheels. That damn thing would fly!

 

[Raynine]

I wish they had Big Wheels when I was a kid......They look like fun.

I did see a guy make a sled out of one for his kid. All he did was to put a ski like attachment on the front and an inverted a snow shovel across the back wheels. That damn thing would fly!

My shins still have dents in them from those old metal sleds. That was how I learned to look up to see what was coming-1955.

 

[pknopp]

I guess I missed what these "new ways" are that you are unable to learn.

 

[Raynine]

I guess I missed what these "new ways" are that you are unable to learn.

I kept it short. "Reproductive rights" You didn't see that?

 

[pknopp]

I kept it short. "Reproductive rights" You didn't see that?

You said something new. That isn't new.

https://cupola.gettysburg.edu/cgi/v...omen, often the,to gain and keep constituents.

 

[Woodznutz]

I wish they had Big Wheels when I was a kid......They look like fun.

One of the most poorly designed toys I've ever seen.

 

[Moonglow]

I am never going be like the “cool” people over there at the college. When I hear terms like “reproductive rights” I have no idea what these people are saying. These are Kamala Harris people.

When I go to a family gathering there are all these little humans underfoot. They run, they jump on you, and they laugh and giggle loudly as they just enjoy being alive. Sometimes they show up on their “Big wheels” and bounce off curbs. This can be annoying for educated people with advanced degrees and they see it as noise pollution that needs to be stamped out.

People like this are way beyond my pay grade and they want to fundamentally change my ignorant world to make me happier I guess. I am old now and occasionally I can get a hug from one of my great grandchildren. I got those hugs from my own children, but I had no idea then how important those hugs were.

When I see those precious little humans I just can’t square what I hear from the postmodern academic world that things would have been better for me if those little ones had been flushed down a pipe and used for stem cells.

I guess you just can’t teach an old dog a new trick.

My goodness you are in mental chaos.

 

[1srelluc]

One of the most poorly designed toys I've ever seen.

No fun at parties I see.

 

[Woodznutz]

My shins still have dents in them from those old metal sleds. That was how I learned to look up to see what was coming-1955.

They were great on ice or hard packed snow. We had a steep street that was usually covered with packed snow and was great for sledding. However it went across a busy intersection so one of us would signal when there was no traffic so another kid could sled down the hill and across the intersection. I'm sure we would hit at least 40 mph by the time we got to the bottom. If conditions were right, we could slide for another full block. 1950.

 

[1srelluc]

My shins still have dents in them from those old metal sleds. That was how I learned to look up to see what was coming-1955.

We had a DeSoto car hood.....It had so many sharp edges it looked like you had been in a knife fight at the end of the day......Fun though!

 

[Woodznutz]

No fun at parties I see.

They were too low, and no back rest. Of course they were pretty safe for the little ones.

 

[pknopp]

They were too low, and no back rest. Of course they were pretty safe for the little ones.

They did have a backrest. It was even adjustable.

 

[1srelluc]

They did have a backrest. It was even adjustable.

Yep.....My G-Grandson has one on the patio.

 

[Woodznutz]

They did have a backrest. It was even adjustable.

That must have been a later improvement. Good for them.

 

[Raynine]

Ah, the 1950's. There was transmission shack for the local radio station at the top of what we called "suicide hill". Apparently the engineers installed some kind of large device that came in a huge cardboard box that was left in a trash bin behind the shack. Six of us were sliding on the hill and it occurred to us to take that box and get in for ride a down that hill.

One of the engineers came out when we took the box. We thought he was going to tell us to put it back. But no. He had a square piece of wax in his hand and he told us to rub it on the box to go faster! We were maybe ten years old and that sounded like a great idea at the time.

We followed adult instructions and waxed the box. He had a camera in his hand and we should have known better. We waxed the box and piled in. The engineer graciously volunteered to give us a push.

The hill was icy and packed and the noise of the cardboard was deafening as we gained speed. We were all laughing and yelling with delight! The hill was about a hundred yards from top to bottom with no slow down area at the end which was a wooden catwalk that led to the transmission towers. Funny how planning does not enter the ten-year-old brain.

But that was not the real issue. Off to the side was a raised ramp-like section that led into the trees. I suspect that helpful engineer pushed us there to make our slinding experience more interesting.

I recall that the noise ceased and then there was silence as we slippped the surly bonds of Earth followed by a devastating crash into darkness!

No one moved for what seemed like an eternity, then I poked my head out of the top of the box and crawled out. I could hear suffering in that box that I never heard again anywhere. Charly's nose was bleeding like a sieve, my brother had a black eye and Roger broke his arm. I had a limp after that for about a decade.

The engineer and his friend offered us all fifty cents if we would do it again!

True story.

 

[Raynine]

Thread got a little derailed.

 

[Crepitus]

When I hear terms like “reproductive rights” I have no idea what these people are saying.

Then you have basically just disqualified yourself from having input into the situation.

 

[Raynine]

Then you have basically just disqualified yourself from having input into the situation.

By all means, enlighten me as to why children should be used for stem cell research instead of making noise at family gatherings.

 

[Crepitus]

By all means, enlighten me as to why children should be used for stem cell research instead of making noise at family gatherings.

Ummm...

They aren't.

DERP