Born in the 1970's

that was our last chance to claim our freedom but we blew it on spending time in front of nintendo?

Hell Yeah!!


Captain Kangaroo ruled!

And Thunder, Thunder, Thunder Cats!

Tell me about it, the kids these days will NEVER get the relationship between a cassette tape and a pencil eraser.

Not that this is an important bit of data to comprehend or anything.

We also built tree forts, watched Transformers and GI Joe, and got spanked in school - or at least I did...

We're probably also the last generation that was allowed to ride around in the back of a truck!
We didn't have all these cartoon channels, Saturday morning cartoons was a damn treat.

we rode dirt-bikes!

I had a Honda XR75!!!

We did not need helmets or a damn parent leash or any damn doctor prescribed anti-depressants!

I miss the old scooby-doo.

I was born in 80s and I still remember using cassettes in 90s. So you're maybe not the last.

it was another world,,
full of happiness and wonderment
fuck this place now

Blew shit up with M80's

We played "Chips" on our bicycles all over town.

LOL. I remember that trick.

And the intense concentration and planning it took to make your mix tapes come out in just the right order for the maximum experience, b/c you couldn't just arrange and rearrange a playlist. It had to be perfect the first time.

Kids these days have it so damn easy.

+1

Josie and the pussycats too.

Gather around the single TV and don't waste time squabbling over Plastic Man or Hercules, damnit! It'll wake up Mom and Dad, and we've got to watch as much as we possibly can before they get up and make us turn it off!

I also remember taking turns keeping watch at the front door so we could turn the TV off quick and grab our books, as soon as the parental car pulled up in the driveway.

My parents had strict time limits around TV watching. We invented genius (or so we thought) ways around them.

Can't forget "land of the lost", sleestaks and all.

I remember grabbing a bat, a mitt, and a ball, and being able to find enough guys to play a pickup game of baseball. We also played home run derby. You picked which players you wanted to be and had to bat whatever handed they were. It taught me how to switch hit. Ahhh, the good old days.

My first car, AMC Eagle SX4, had an 8 track in it..

I honestly feel bad for this generation, we played anywhere within ear shot of mom, while in the city, we hurt ourselves which reinforced the lesson the pain taught us. I grew up waaaaay out in the county, we had three wheelers and 4 wheelers, i drove a 100,000 dollar combine before i drove a car.

Kids "play area" is relatively small compared to when we were kids, within a few blocks of home. They sit inside and hear adult conversations instead of being outside playing with bugs, amphibians and generally exploring their world. They goto schools where they are taught WHAT to think and not HOW to think.

I hunted and fished, tended garden and mowed lawns. When my parents needed privacy we were told to go outside, we did not grow up in an all adult world, we had room to play and experience things on our own. The chemistry set i got for my 10th birthday contained chemicals that are now illegal. I only mention all this because it seems to me as tho we are going backwards and i truly feel bad for the kids and young adults of today. It is no wonder why so many of them are complete dumb@$$.

Had a 1975 XR75. Learned to ride on a 74 XR. They were so cool...!

Best post of the day, Snarf.

Last Edited by Revbo™ on 12/09/2011 11:51 PM

You got a permit from the city for that?

We also had rotary phones, antenna TV's with tin foil to pick up far off stations that were fuzzy, ghostly or both, 8-track tapes, board games, PONG, hand-me-down black and white TV sets from our parents, Jiffy Pop in the aluminum foil pie pans, food reheated on the stove, manual and electric typewriters, Silly Putty, Slinky's, NBC, ABC and CBS because no one watched PBS except old folks watching National Geographic specials and dumb kids watching Sesame Street.

When you bought something you paid cash when you had it. Only upper middle class and rich people had credit cards.

If you wanted information, you looked it up in the family encyclopedia or dictionary. If you couldn't find the information there, you went to the library. When you looked for a book, you used a card catalog, When you checked out the book, they stamped a card kept inside the front cover of the book.

If you wanted to contact someone, you wrote a letter with a pen and paper. You put it in an envelope and placed a stamp on it. If they lived far away, it took a week to get to them and another week for them to respond.

You used a pencil eraser to wind up a cassette tape that got pulled out in the tape player.

If you wanted to chop up lettuce or shred cheese for tacos you used Ron Popeil's Veg-O-Matic or a cheese grader.

If you wanted taco shells, you cooked the corn shells in hot oil because pre-cooked shells didn't exist yet. The only hot sauces were Red Hot, Tabasco and Louisiana Hot Sauce. If you wanted tortillas, you made your own from scratch.

Cars didn't have electronic ignitions and they weren't crammed full of crap under the hood. There was just the motor, fuel and water pumps, the radiator, horn and battery.

There were only incandesent light bulbs for inside the house, spotlights and mercury vapor for outdoors and fluorescent tubes for lights in the garage.

There were only Dry Cell batteries. Alkalines were just being made and were expensive. There were some rechargeables but they were junk.

If you wanted to add something, you used an adding machine with a roll of paper.

Those were the days.

I, for one, am grateful for the ability to digitally mix music. I make electronica mixes for cash on the side and for parties. Additionally, I'm in Radio Broadcasting and do VO and production work.

Without Adobe Audition I'd have to do all this stuff on tape, do a ton of splicing. Not that it's difficult to do, but would be quite time consuming.

The quieter Billy Mays of OUR time.

My pity for you....you are also the ones that got f**ked poor basturds

Hey I was born in 61 I know all those born that year got f**ked.

I was raised by parents who grew up in those times and I was raised with pretty much the same childhood. Old cartoons and all.

Remember that your kids take influence from their parents.

The dream is not dead ladies and gentlemen.