do you remember a time when it was a better place to live

[opmania]

I remember when news agents had a stand out the front

with Papers under a rock

You took a Paper and left the money on the stand

Now days they would steal the money,the papers and the stand

and throw the rock through the window as they were running away

[grace.under.water]

Such an interesting discussion but not scintillating enough to eat into my sleep.

Until.....

[opmania]

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@the_hawk* wrote:

I remember happier times, they seem so long ago 

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when I was a child of about 4 I went on my own to the playground which was half a block away

and I has quite strict parents

[opmania]

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@gleee58 wrote:

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@lind9650 wrote:

I remember when my children could play with their friends on the Street without being afraid of being run over by a hooligan driver. I remember when chidren could go to a park or the beach without adult supervision and come home in time for dinner. Mothers did not have to be afraid to send a 10 year old to the corner shop to buy some sugar or butter and the child would come home with the item and the change.

I can remember walking home from work at midnight and never being afraid when I heard footsteps behind me.

Yes, some things were better then.

Erica

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I remember the Beaumont children disappeared, never to be seen again, after one of those safe trips to the beach.

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and that was the end of that freedom for children when the beaumont kids disappeared

[azureline**]

I remember cousins and friends and others who were not supervised enough and were molested by the neighbour/grandpa/uncle/priest/teacher etc .
Everyone else thought it was safe because they either didn't tell or were not believed or even threatened not to tell.

[lind9650]

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But lindt, you are also friends/friendly with several transexuals, are you not? You know "back in your day" befriending such a person would have sullied your reputation more than bad language in public - correct?

Yes, alot of what you describe sounds nice, but we tend to romanticise the past: we remember the baker's cart but forget the stench of horse dung - remember fresh milk delivered but forget the taste of milk not adequately refrigerated. We chatted face to face with neighbours but yet never knew the bank-manager-father-of-the-house was molesting his youngest daughter.

We remember telephones on every street corners but forget the drunken louts on the very same corners who would terrorise any young women who passed. We remember the jobs for life but forget how much we hated them day in and day out. We remember the smiles and polite courtesy in public but never heard the cutting remarks behind our backs.

Human nature has not changed that much - there is just more freedom for expression today and because of this, people like your trans-gendered friends aren't as likely to kill themselves nor as likely get murdered.

It's nice to remember the past, but we are all guilty at times of seeing it through rose coloured glasses.

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grace. under. water - who are you?

You just registered eight hours ago and talk as if you had known me all my life.

I don't feel obligated to answer to a cowardly person who registers with a new ID purely to stir trouble on the CS boards. Don't expect any answers from me now or in the future.

Erica

[opmania]

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@azureline** wrote:
I remember cousins and friends and others who were not supervised enough and were molested by the neighbour/grandpa/uncle/priest/teacher etc .
Everyone else thought it was safe because they either didn't tell or were not believed or even threatened not to tell.

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Unfortunately children have been molested since the dawn of mankind thats never going to change

at least now there is a chance that they may know that they don't have to suffer in silence

[iapetus_rocks]

I remember when I was young and the older folks used to tell me about the good old days and how the world was so much better then.

When we look back, we do it through rose-tinted specs and we see the good things but remain blind to all the bad stuff of those bygone years. That's natural; it's just the way we are.

There was an awful lot of bad stuff happening in the old days but maybe we weren't so aware of that because we didn't have an internet or a tv news service to tell us about it.

I remember looking after old women who had black and white photos of young men in military uniform on their mantelpiece. I never asked them about the men in the photos because I knew without asking what had happened to them.

So very many of those.

[opmania]

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@iapetus_rocks wrote:

I remember when I was young and the older folks used to tell me about the good old days and how the world was so much better then.

When we look back, we do it through rose-tinted specs and we see the good things but remain blind to all the bad stuff of those bygone years. That's natural; it's just the way we are.

There was an awful lot of bad stuff happening in the old days but maybe we weren't so aware of that because we didn't have an internet or a tv news service to tell us about it.

I remember looking after old women who had black and white photos of young men in military uniform on their mantelpiece. I never asked them about the men in the photos because I knew without asking what had happened to them.

So very many of those.

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yes I remember those photos in my nana's house

My mother had an uncle that served in ww1

when the war ended he came home got off the boat and into a horse drawn sulky

and the horse reared and threw him off and he hit his head and died on the wharf never made it home

that really sucks

[electric*mayhem*band]

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@opmania wrote:

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if you read the thread again I didn't say I was on a bus that blew up

otherwise I probably wouldn't be talking to you

I said thinking about It blowing up and in case you haven't heard

It's quite a regular occurence in other parts of the world now days

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Happened in London 10 years ago. Thankfully not since. But no one is complacent.

'Hasib Hussain: the youngest of the four at 18, Hussain detonated his bomb on the top deck of a double-decker bus at 9:47 a.m. He lived in Leeds with his brother and sister-in-law. Fourteen people, including Hussain, died in the explosion in Tavistock Square'.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7_July_2005_London_bombings

[iapetus_rocks]

Yes, that was a terrible thing to happen. The past conceals so many terrible things.

We live today and maybe we should try to concentrate our efforts into ensuring as much as we can that future generations don't see our present as their horrible and benighted past which they would be loath to re-visit.